Chapter Fourteen: Bought By The Devil

“You’re firing us?” My jaw dropped. “For what cause? What did we do?”

“I don’t need one,” he said coldly.

I stiffened. I hadn’t seen that coming, and I should have.

A small-minded man like my boss would never stand being beaten in a card game by a female employee. He’d already resented me for weeks for the respect I’d quickly gained from the staff and all the notes I’d left in the suggestion box, listing possible ways to improve his management of the resort.

“Fine.” I grabbed my handful of chips and glared at him. “Then I’ll tell you what I should have written up in the suggestion box weeks ago. This resort is a mess. You’re being overcharged by your vendors, half your employees are stealing from you, and the other half are ready to quit. You couldn’t manage your way out of a paper bag!”

Mr. Aldric's face went apoplectic. “You—”

I barely heard him as he cursed at me. These extra chips, worth thousands of dollars, would give both Lyra and me a new start—buy us a plane trip back to the