Hell Hath No Fury Excerpt 2

A Rose by Any Other Name

The shock on his face made Rose howl with laughter. She pulled his chair away from the window and his face relaxed. Unfortunately for him, she was only moving him back so she could take another run at the window with him. She charged forward and this time, a huge chunk of glass blew out of the window and spiraled down twelve floors to the street.
A crisp cool breeze wafted through the hole in the window. She pushed her boss and his chair to the side. Closing her eyes she let the soft wind blow through her hair and dry the sweat on her face. A peaceful calm washed over her. She turned to her boss.
"It's time for you to go now, Mr. Charles."