Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Oil?” Joyce was dumbfounded. “Why would there be oil in front of the restroom?”

“I’ve no idea either, but it definitely feels like it,” Natalie replied tentatively.

“Let me have a look.” Joyce helped her over to the side so that her friend would be able to prop herself up against the wall before she let go. The former then returned to the restroom door before bending down to investigate the floor.

She noticed the glisten of some watery substance near the spot where Natalie had slipped and fallen earlier.

“It is as I have suspected.” The fingers on Natalie’s supporting hand tightened against itself.

Having water outside of the restroom floor was nothing out of the ordinary.

The presence of oil, however, suggested something else. More significant to this discovery was that it was there only when she came out. This was proof of foul play, and she had a good idea of who the culprit might be.

“Let me have a whiff of it, Joyce. I want to know what kind of oil it is!” Natalie said in a low voice.

Joyce nodded. She got to her feet before she extended her finger.

near her nostrils. “It’s an essential oil which is

the type she had noticed on Jasmine. So it would seem

you figure out where this came from, Nat?” Joyce noted the mounting anger apparent on Natalie’s face as she

was Jasmine. She did it

fumed as she stomped her feet. She paused and looked to her friend when something else occurred to her.

not going to let me win. I suppose that greasing the floor

much.” Joyce was shaking with rage by now. “No way we are going to stomach this, Nat.

her friend’s sleeve. “The bidding process is still ongoing. If we were to confront her now, we could get blacklisted by the organizers. I’d say we

calm Joyce as she composed herself. “You may be right. We should

“Okay.” Natalie nodded.

made their way back

entrance. When she saw Natalie

see her ploy succeed, but infuriated that Natalie still stuck

the attention of

he summoned Silas. “Get the organizer