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The glass office door opened behind Michael before he could turn around.
Catherine Whitmore stood in the doorway, one hand resting beneath her stomach and the other holding the grease-stained jacket Michael had accidentally left beside her car.
The warmth she had shown on Route 9 was gone.
Her face was composed, but her eyes moved from Michael’s termination paper to Derek Collins’s hand hovering over the speakerphone.
Derek rose so quickly that his chair struck the wall.
“Ms.
Whitmore,” he said.
“We weren’t expecting you on this floor.”
“Clearly.”
Catherine stepped inside and placed Michael’s jacket across the desk.
It covered half the termination form.
Michael still held her business card.
His fingers had gone numb around it.
Derek forced a professional smile.
“This is an internal personnel matter.
Mr.
Harrison has accumulated multiple attendance violations.
I was following policy.”
Catherine looked at Michael’s grease-blackened cuffs, then at the clean, already-signed form.
“You prepared his termination before he arrived?”
“Based on an established pattern.”
“And when he explained why he was late?”
Derek’s jaw tightened.
“Employees give explanations every day.
We cannot run a logistics company on excuses.”
Catherine turned toward the glass wall.
Two supervisors, an HR clerk, and several warehouse employees were pretending to focus on their screens.
“Which of you heard Mr.
Collins tell Michael that helping a stranded pregnant woman was not his problem?”
Silence spread through the office.
A printer hummed somewhere behind them.
No one looked up.
Derek gave a small laugh.
“I’m sure emotions are running high, but Mr.
Harrison is manipulating the situation because he now knows who you are.”
Michael finally found his voice.
“I didn’t know who she was.
I didn’t even read the card until you fired me.”
“Convenient,” Derek said.
Catherine held out her hand.
“His personnel file.”
The HR clerk, a woman named Diane Mercer, hesitated outside the office.
Derek looked at her sharply.
“Diane,” Catherine said, without raising her voice, “bring me the complete file.
Not the manager summary.”
Diane disappeared and returned with a thick blue folder.
She handed it to Catherine but kept her eyes lowered.
Catherine opened the folder on Derek’s desk.
She read the first warning, then the second.
Her expression changed as she compared the arrival times written on the disciplinary forms with a report clipped behind them.
“This warning says Michael entered the building at 8:11 on May sixth,” she said.
Derek nodded.
“Correct.”
Catherine tapped the second document.
“The badge access report says 8:04.”
Derek leaned closer.
“The time clocks and badge readers do not always synchronize.”
“Seven minutes is a significant synchronization problem.
Has it been reported to information technology?”
“I would have to check.”
She turned another page.
“May thirteenth.
Written warning says 8:09.
Badge access says 8:02.”
Michael stared at the documents.
He remembered both mornings.
On May sixth, Lily had missed the bus after becoming sick in the kitchen.
On May thirteenth, her school had opened late because of a water leak.
He had rushed through the employee entrance believing he was only two minutes late, yet Derek had recorded far worse.
“I never saw those badge reports,” Michael said.
Diane shifted beside the door.
Catherine noticed.
“Did you verify the times before processing the warnings?”
Diane swallowed.
May you like
“Mr.
Collins supplied the attendance records.”
