I know without looking up that they're staring at me. With my clenched fists, I just keep my head down, refusing to meet their stares as I tune them out. I have nothing to say to them about that anymore. I'm so mad at Keith that I clench my jaw so hard, I'm afraid my teeth would chip.
Unsure how long I blocked them out, I only notice movement when Rick, Gael's right hand, comes into the office and brings Ackerman out. I was slightly concerned about what they were going to do to him until I hear Gael tell him to show up to work on Monday like nothing happened.
Then Gael looks at me. "Are you thirsty?"
Not really in the mood for talking anymore, I shake my head. Gael fixes drinks from the drink cart and when he comes back, he sets down a shot of whiskey in front of me while he holds a sparkly drink in a crystal and sits in the armchair, his expression now looking less murderous.
