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*** “You conniving b***h!” Gatov seethed under his breath as his eyes shot their venom into mine. It was just a day later. I was standing haughtily in front of his desk, answering for my crime. Only when his lethal glare didn’t stop was I tempted to be afraid. Though I remained unfazed by his anger. “This will get you fired.” “What does that matter to me?” I said, taking the moment to revel in my proud triumph. “Do I detect some hurt?” Sarcasm too. “You detect only a reprisal you’re not going to want to face, Duchet.” “Go ahead, string me up and beat me. I’ve been through that before and I’m not afraid.” I know that I surprised him. There was a knock on the door, Gatov answering gruffly, an underling of the administrator peering in at us from outside. “There have been at least two h