Jessica clutched her notebook tightly to his chest and gently knocked on the door. It was her first day and she was on edge. From what she had heard, multiple people had been fired from this position and it honestly scared her even more. She knocked again, a bit louder this time, "Mr. Malone?" She slowly opened the door and poked her head around the side, "Mr. Malone?" She repeated, slowly letting herself in, "You have a call on line 21. It's-" She looked down at her notebook, reading off the name she had scribble in her purple, glitter pen, "Mrs. Whittmore. Something about some photos. She seems angry. Demanded to speak to you directly."













