Chapter 100

What a dirty thing to say. Willow turned to see who that remark had come from. It was Deborah Salt, from the Janitorial Department. Around thirty years of age, she was the second-youngest in the department. She’d taken good care of herself: her skin complexion was flawless. She’d done a good job maintaining her figure, as well… with a nice, plump butt. Lots of guys in the Security Department had the hots for her, but she was too good for a lowly security guard, and so she never spared any of them so much as a second look. No… what she wanted was cleaning duty on the top floor. A chance to make the acquaintance of Jasper Hughes. From the very first day that Willow had started working here, Deborah had decided that they wouldn’t be able to get along. She’d even raised the issue with Mr. Fawcett, over why Willow was the one who was being assigned to the top floor. Only the elite deserved to step onto that floor, and that included the janitors. It broadened one’s horizons. Jaspe