CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY TWO – THE RIVAL PROFESSOR

To her surprise, Fiona Moss was there, nursing a cup of coffee. "Ah, the triumphant instructor returns!" she said. "How was your first class?" Jasmine sank into a chair. "Eventful. I think it went well, but..." "But you just had a run-in with Montgomery," Fiona finished knowingly. "How did you-" "That pompous windbag makes it his business to intimidate every new faculty member," Fiona explained. "Don't let him get to you." "He mentioned something about a rivalry between the departments?" Fiona rolled her eyes. "Oh, that. It's been going on for years. Montgomery thinks the Drama Department should get all the funding, all the attention. He can't stand that sometimes, shock horror, people might be interested in other forms of art." "And Dean Lambert? He seems..." "Overeager?" Fiona supplied. "Yeah, Roger's got his heart in the right place, but he's desperate for the college to gain more prestige. Having you here is like Christmas come early for him." Jasmine sighed. "I just want