Elizabeth opened her mouth to argue when Lisa stepped into the room. “It’s okay, Tony. I’ve got this.”
Tony nodded his head, reaching into his jacket pocket and handed Lisa a matching envelope before walking to the door and shutting it behind him.
Lisa turned to Elizabeth, her face devoid of any emotion. “Remember when I told you yesterday the boys like to spoil us?”
“Yes, but…”
Lisa held up her hand, wordlessly telling Elizabeth she wasn’t finished.
“And the rules for working here; no matter what you see, you keep your mouth shut?”
“Yes, but I assumed you meant account numbers and passwords.” Elizabeth pointed at her computer, a chill of fear creeping up her spine.
“I meant everything you see. From who walks through that door, to any unusual activities you see happening, you keep your fucking mouth shut.”
Elizabeth was more taken back by Lisa’s clipped tone than the implication she laid down.
“Now, if you don’t think you can do that, I can have Sully put you on a plane back to Kansas. What’s your answer, Elizabeth, can you follow the rules or not?”