The Other...

Janine Mendoza had been sitting at her cubicle when the email from Director Jonathan Daizen reached her inbox. She opened it and her heart raced a little as it always did when she received an email from the director. It was stupid, she knew that, because everyone in the MTF offices received his emails. But she always felt as if he was speaking specifically to her. She read the email twice and scrunched her eyebrows together. Then the headache hit like a bomb blast followed by a shockwave of nausea. She hit the print button and walked the piece of paper over to the director's office. She knocked on the doorframe and saw that Emory Roberts was sitting in the leather chair in front of Director Daizen.
"Ah, see my good man you're fortune just changed, we have the partner," said Daizen. He smiled and waved Janine into his office.
"Janine Mendoza, good to see you, good to see you, please sit, and close the door before you do so. I have something to tell you and it is very important..."