"No wonder Manager Lambert's always so attentive to her, running to her office every other day. Turns out he's been spending the bank's money to keep his little girlfriend happy."
"And the bank gave her a private office. Turned into their little hookup spot, didn't it."
"Ten thousand a month plus the year-end bonus isn't enough for her? I'd be thanking my lucky stars. She even has the nerve to take gifts meant for top clients. Over a year, that's got to be close to a million, easy!"
Watching her coworkers turn on Tracey one by one, Virginia drew herself up, riding the momentum.
"President Fox, we may be a private bank pulling in two hundred and thirty million a year in deposits alone, but we can't afford someone bleeding us dry like Tracey has."
"Instead of keeping a parasite on staff, why not cut her loose and bring me on full-time?"
"Six thousand a month—I can develop business, maintain clients, do everything out in the open. And I won't be stealing while I'm at it."
"Don't talk nonsense! Tracey and I aren't like that. She's actually—"
"Enough!"
Greg stepped forward to explain, but Nelson cut him off before he could finish.