Diana thrust the documents into Helen’s hands after the meeting. She needed a drink, something hot and bitter to save her from the rage within.
She had refused to share details of the conversation she had with the Director with anyone in the office. The rumors swirled. She would not cower, Charles had been the wrong person to assign the marketing role, and she’d said so, but she had never thought she would be picking his slack.
Reviewing every report and action Charles took was something she had never signed up on.
She looked around the office, grabbed her handbag and took to the stairs.
Matthew met her on the second floor landing. He looked from her bag to her coat and neither spoke for a moment. He stepped aside and she continued walking.
He watched her descend four more steps before she stopped and turned to him, “Aren’t you going to ask where I am going?”
“No, if you feel the need to tell me, I know you will. I called you yesterday.”
“Yes, I saw your missed calls but I didn’t have time to get back to you. Did you need something?”
“I was calling to check up on you.”
“I am fine, now I have to leave this building before I lose all my senses.”
“Do you need company?”
“I am not very good company Matthew. Look, you are a good guy, kind and you put up with me but listen, there’s just…don’t hassle.”
“The nice guy speech? So, I have officially been put in the friend zone, is that it?”
“Look, Matthew, it’s too early to get into an argument, thinking of which, where were you going to? This is not your floor.”
“I was coming to you. There’s a budget that Charles sent that I have rejected and he’s not making any amendments I suggest, so the boss asked me to talk to you.”
“Yeah, and it’s like a bad time, si, I’ll come later.”
“How about tomorrow? I just can’t deal right now.”
“If you need company, I can drive you around town for a while and give you time to think and all.”
“Don’t you have work to do?”
“Kazi mob sana, but it was a suggestion, you can take it or leave it.” Diana took the four stairs back to Matthew, he was still holding the green file in his hand. He smirked as she approached, “You can be mean sometimes Matthew. I’ll see you tomorrow, you can drive around town by yourself if you choose to. While we are at it, don’t call me unless it’s something important.”