The small woman-whose name turned out to be Miranda-looked examining from Deb to Annabel. “It has come to my attention that the two of you, have had some trouble with each other”
Annabel glared venomously at Deb, who was staring at her knees.
Miranda folded her hands. “So, who wants to kick start this most likely going to be awkward conversation?”
Annabel leaned back, arrogant, clicking her tongue.
“It’s quite simple, really” she said, dry. “Little Miss Special Treatment, over there, grabbed my shoulder, and pushed me against the wall”
She turned to Deb, for confirmation, but the...
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