Grayson approached Patrick's blue cubicle, his white shoes echoing softly on the tiled floor. Patrick was hunched over his computer screen, arms gripping the chair's armrests as if he was in some sort of horrible pain. A few minutes ago, the company-wide notice of all staff changes had just been sent out.
Patrick was just getting to the part regarding Edward Darcouver's recent promotion when Grayson put his long, bony hand on the man's shoulder. Patrick gasped, nearly jumping out of his seat, and quickly turned around to face his assailant.
"Mr. Lee!" he shouted, lips trembling. "Is...is something wrong, sir?"
"Come with me. This is important," Grayson spoke, waggling his finger and exiting Patrick's cubicle.
As he walked swiftly down the hallway, he took long strides and moved as fa
