"Get the CCTV footage."
When Iris said this, she shifted her gaze to the apple her man just presented to her. He was dutifully cutting apples for her, allowing her to sort out the hyenas however she wanted.
Iris felt a sweet taste in her mouth at the realization that Tyler didn't care a hoot about how she handled Penelope Capsian, and she was happy that he wasn't a cheating jerk.
Before long, an iPad was presented to Iris by the head of security. The man stood with his hands behind him, as he awaited further instruction from her.
The manager, on the other hand, felt like she could tear the head of security to shreds. If looks could kill, he would have been deceased already. Then again, he wasn't the one in trouble. It was her.
After the video stopped playing, Iris looked toward the pale manager with a flat look.
