We got her things into the room and the girls shooed me away so that they could help Sofia unpack at least enough to start getting settled. Stephanie ...ame to find me and asked for a hammer and nails and I told her they were in the large walk-in closet by the furnace in the basement. She went to get them and I was sure they were putting up the hockey stick and poster. The three of them came down laughing about thirty minutes later.“Well, she’s not all unpacked, but she had the clothes and stuff. Bruce was a big guy who came up the ranks as a production and sale employee. He always looked out for his ‘money makers’ as he called them and rarely noticed the support staff. ‘That is fine Bruce but frankly if Brent is going to be here I would like a member of HR here also. If that can’t be arranged I have no problem discussing the matter with you privately but I see no reason for a salesman to be directly involved in an issue between department heads.’ I kept my voice unconcerned but. “I’d prefer sooner than later. I want to know what we’re looking at in time to deal with it decisively. Now, one more thing. Is it possible for you to remove all PR functions from RFN?”“What do you mean?” Liz asked.“I mean I don’t want any of those motherfuckers making a statement to the media on your behalf,” I said. “The easiest way to make a leak work is to craft the narrative from both sides. They know what’s coming next so they craft your response to fit it. Maybe it’s a categorical denial. Rosa carried two syringes and a length of rubber tubing. The Latin men came on either side of the bed, one grabbing Ruth and the other Paula, holding them as they tried to cringe away. "What are you going to do to us?" Paula gasped."Shut up! Give me the tubing, Rosa."Pico grasped Paula's wrist and pulled her arm out, sat on her hand, then tied the tubing very tightly around her upper arm. He poked at her vein, holding his other hand out for the first syringe."No!" Ruth yelled as Pico inserted.