An unsuspecting woman who confided in her thinking she was a fellow
sufferer found to her sorrow that Esther was only out for Esther.
Any confidence given her was nearly always violated. This queen bee
just shrugged and stung them to death.
A cinch, thought Henry.
"Then Professor Jane Astori, physical therapy."
Beside Esther, tiny Jane appeared almost doll-like,
even though she was only a little shorter than average.
Her blond hair was worn long and fastened with a barrette at the back.
It swished like a horse's tail whenever she moved her head.
At 42, she had attained her goal of becoming a professor
and now had her sights on the department chair. She was
adept at playing the system. A political pro.
"Last, but not least, here beside me, is Annette Pringle,
zoology," finished Henry.
Annette nodded in recognition of the introduction and then
turned her eyes again to the stack of papers in front of her.
She was scared. It was her first committee assignment since
her appointment as assistant professor at Belmont and she didn't
want to be here. Everything was wrong about this hearing.
It was plain as could be that Trenchant was being railroaded.
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