Candace sat at her desk, her work forgotten. She could not believe the mess she had gotten herself into. If she told Brimejv what she wanted, certain managers would get disciplined or perhaps even red. Of course, it would be her word against theirs, so lCandace knew she faced the risk of being thought of as someone who was just trying to make trouhle. At the verv least, the managers she named would dislike her for reporting them. But if she refused Eritnev, she risked the ire of her new boss