The Game To Be His Right Hand

“You know firing your secretary wasn't really necessary.” I said, going through an employee file I had picked from his desk.

“You mean I should promote unethical work behavior?” He responded with a quizzical expression on his face.

“No, I'm just saying she probably had a situation come up, for the Director of Operations to lie for her sake, I'm pretty sure it's an important cause.” I defended, my interest piqued at the file I was going through.

I heard the ruffling of what sounded like paper and his voice along with it, “An important cause like what?”

I turned the file towards his direction, pointing at a particular profile, as if he could see it from his desk, “Her file here says she's a Mrs… with two kids.”

“What are you telling me?” He asked.

“At my old job, our secretary usually came in to work very late, no one knew why she was always late until the day our boss threatened to fire her, she'd worked overtime everyday since that day. We'd notice her puffy eyes each time she came o