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“No, ma’am. So absorbed in my work was I that my first indication that I was not alone that night was hearing Dwayne say, “What the fuck?” as he turned the corner into my cube. Without looking up, he asked, “Is it Christina or Christopher?”
I choked. Turner stepped behind the desk and bent to whisper something to the man sitting behind it, his back to the door as he talked quietly on the phone. Ralph, for his part, kept both hands firmly around his drink, sipping it occasionally and making small sounds like he was actually paying attention to what was happening above the tablecloth. “I thought so.” He looked up, folding his hand on top of the file, looking at me. “Which part do I need to restate, Miss Davies?”
“I… I managed to get myself under control enough to whisper, “Legally, sir, it is Christopher. I had seen her around the office before, but only on the few occasions I had been forced to be there during the day. “A pleasure to serve, Miss Davies,” he said. I have left instructions to have any messages forwarded to me immediate, whichever way you decide. All three looked at me as we approached. This was the first time I had really gone out in public as a girl, and I was scared that I could not pull it off, that everyone would see right through me, that my coworkers would recognize me.
