“You’re making me leave my seat?”
“Only until we can arrange another one.”
Curtis faced Lucas.
Lucas picked up his bag but didn’t leave.
“Can we please settle this without a report?”
Curtis explained that he needed to record what had happened.
Lucas looked at me.
Lucas picked up his bag.
“You’ve made your point.”
“No. I asked you to stop. You decided that didn’t matter.”
He rubbed his forehead.
“Will this go on some permanent record?”
Curtis answered carefully.
“You’ve made your point.”
“I can document the incident. I can’t tell you whether any further action will follow.”
Lucas’s eyes widened.
“Further action? You’re making me sound like some kind of monster!”
“Nobody called you that,” I said.
“Then tell him you don’t want the complaint!”
Lucas’s eyes widened.
I looked at Curtis.
