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was on the clock and always made sure she was in her civilian clothes, not her Winterhorn uniform.
    “I’ve talked to the board and they agree that what you’re doing is highly inappropriate.”
    Keisha squared her jaw. “I’m not sixteen years old, Carmen. How I spend my time off the clock is my concern. Not yours, and certainly not the board’s.”
    “Just because you’re-” There was those quotation marks again. “-dating above your station doesn’t mean you can get familiar with me. You will address me as Mrs. Jackson, not Carmen.”
    “Fine,” Keisha clipped. “What are you gonna do, write me up,” She paused. “Mrs. Jackson?”
    Carmen’s nostrils flared. “If we find that you and your son take up residence at our hotel, disciplinary action will be taken.”
    Keisha gave her a sly grin. She couldn’t believe she’d once been intimidated by this woman. She saw her manager for what she was, a petulant child that got off by bullying others and putting people down. “Is that right?”
    “This is no joking matter, Miss Wallace.”
    “Let me save you the trouble,” Keisha said with faux gentleness. “We can go ahead and consider this my two weeks notice.”
    Carmen’s mouth started working, but no words came out. She leaned forward. “Y-You’re quitting?”
    “I am.”
    She gaped for one more minute then collected herself. “No.”
    Keisha furrowed her brow. “What do you mean, no?”
    Carmen slid back from her desk and stood tall. “I think it’s best if we sever ties.”
    “Sever ties?” Keisha repeated incredulously. “You’re firing me?”
    Carmen nodded.
    “On what grounds?”
    “Where to begin?” Carmen said with a cruel laugh. “Your incessant time off-”
    “That was when my kid was sick!”
    “Your insubordination with the headphones-”
    “After you gave the warning, I stopped!”
    “And a general lack of work quality.”
    Keisha snapped to her feet, her chair toppling to the floor. She wouldn’t get her scholarship check for another week at least. It was why she was giving notice and not quitting out right. “You can’t do this!”
    “I already have,” Carmen said brusquely. She strode from her desk and opened her door. “Once you turn in your uniform, your last check will be mailed to you.”
    Keisha was flabbergasted. It wasn’t fair. For the past two years she’d been a great employee. Just because Carmen had some sort of vendetta, just like that, her resignation had become a termination.
    When she saw Monique hovering outside the door, a mischievous grin painted on her face, Keisha lost it. Fury blinded her and all she wanted to do was whoop somebody’s ass.
    She bounded toward her, knocking her back into the locker. Monique let out a squeal but recovered quickly as she flipped over on her side and pounced on Keisha, socking her in the jaw. The thwok added to the commotion in the locker room as the maids gathered around, egging on the brawl with delight.
    Keisha tasted blood and she let out a grunt as she bucked Monique from on top and took the girl by her cheap tracks and planted her face into the bench. She did it again and again, then pulled her back, straddling her as she punched, jabbing her left and right through tears of anger and frustration.
    “I’m calling the police!” Carmen screeched over the ruckus. “I’m calling the police!”

 
    Chapter Four
    Jake
     
    Jake kept glancing at his phone, every second, every mile not coming soon enough. He heard Keisha’s voice ringing in his ears—strong, defiant, until the end when she had to come clean about the incident at work.
    Apparently, when she gave notice, her manager decided to one up and fire her instead. Monique had been waiting just outside, waiting to gloat and Keisha lost it, body slamming her. Before Jake could delight in the horrible woman getting exactly what she deserved, he realized that the reason Raven had told him to brace himself was because Keisha had been arrested.
    Carla,