The Accidental Detective: Finding Her Boss

Prologue

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Shane Mason watched the young journalist angrily stomp away from him and towards the elevator right after he had threatened her job for about the hundredth time.

He could hear her grumbling angrily under her breath as she rushed into the elevator as if she couldn't have gotten out of there fast enough, and right before the doors could slide shut, he caught a glimpse of her fist going and an angry middle finger getting sent in his direction.

Shane evilly chuckled, knowing that he would definitely give her hell for it when he'd see her the following morning.

As evil as it sounded, he had taken a sick joy in tormenting the young journalist, even though she was the best writer in his company, but he would never let her know that.

There was something about seeing her squirm in his presence with that silent anger burning below her dark eyes that just got him going.

Constantly making the young journalist question her importance in the company and giving her the implication that she was one of- if not- the worst employees in his company gave him a reason to pay her a good fraction below what he was paying his other employees.

Don't get him wrong, Shane Mason was far from a cheapskate, but it was already bad enough that he even let her work for him, giving her equal pay with all his other workers would be pushing it.

I'm not saying it's a race thing, but like..it's totally a race thing.

The friends in his social circle and his other employees had given him enough shit as it was, because not only did he employ a black woman, but she was a black woman who was a born and raised African, like pick a struggle woman!

Hiring her was a mistake he regretted everyday, what happened as a spur of the moment type of thing to trick HR into thinking that he believed in all those inclusivity bullshit ended up being a serious pain in his ass, because not only was the girl just incredibly good at her job (putting his other workers to shame). She had a strong enough head on her shoulders to put up with whatever Shane threw at her, which meant he couldn't fire her for being terrible at jer job, and try as he might, just couldn't get her to fucking quit.

If consequences didn't exist, he would've fired her a long time ago, and just for the fun of it and if it wasn't for HR always checking in to make sure that she was still hired and being treated fairly, of course then would come the fakeness from himself and his other employees as they'd pretend to be happy with her presence in the company and address her like she was the most important employee on the floor, all in the name of making sure his journalism company didn't get a bad rep and he didn't face consequences of being a 'white supremacist', as the media put it.

Plus, the girl brought in a lot of money with her stories, even though she'll never know it.

Shane wasn't racist, at least he didn't believe himself to be so. He just believed that whites and blacks were cut from very different cloths, and thus, should never mix, in all senses of the word.

He believed that black people should be in their own space, and whites on their own, he didn't mind black people or any other person of colour as long as they remained as far away from him as possible. It was already bad enough they were free to go wherever and be allowed in the same spaces as people like himself.

Not that he was a 'white supremacist' or anything, but he genuinely believed that the white man was above all else when it came to the human race, and just something about seeing all sorts of people of colour working amongst his kind, getting equal pay opportunities and everything just grinded his gears.