wife.”
The hallway went silent.
Jang lowered her hand.
Someone whispered, “Oh my God.”
I should have felt triumphant.
Instead, I felt hollow, because Shiaoza’s first instinct was not to come to me.
He placed a hand on Jang’s shoulder.
“This is a misunderstanding.”
“Which part?” I asked.
“Not here.”
“Why not? She insulted employees here. She threatened people here. She told everyone you would destroy my career here.”
Jang whispered, “I didn’t know who she was.”
“That is exactly the problem.”
Then I pointed toward her wrist.
“And why
