During the morning, Lara managed to do half of the work. She left what she wasn't sure of for a later time, so she didn't need to call for help just yet. She would have asked Samantha the day after about that.
At midday, she left the office and greeted the few men in the department with a stiff smile. She didn't care to look polite anymore.
Before she could get out, though, she was stopped.
«Miss... Lara?» one of them asked, reaching out to her elbow. «Is it your name?»
«Yes,» she said, stepping back out of instinct. She retreated her arm and waited for whatever that man wanted to say.
He was handsome, indeed. But that didn't mean he had the right to look down on her just because. Or to waste her time.
«What's your full name?»
«Lara Clayton.»
«Where do you come from?»
She frowned.
«Is this an interrogation?» she said, annoyed. Firstly, they stared at her. Then, they wanted to... What? Check her story?
