I pulled my hand back before his fingers could touch me.

Tucked right behind the resignation letter in the open envelope was a second document with the dark blue letterhead of a property management office on High Street.

Before I could pull the second page out to read it, Seth snatched the white envelope back in one quick motion and shoved it deep into his suit jacket pocket.

I looked down at the typed resignation letter still in my hands, staring at my name printed neatly along the bottom line.

I folded the resignation letter into a thin rectangle and stepped into the small pastor’s office at the back of the hallway.