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"Right." The District Superintendent looked at Arthur, peering at him through his glasses. "Mr Ogilvie, lets start with the facts."

Arthur stiffened. Sitting up straight in his chair, he watched as a file was opened and the other man began to paw through it. His heart began to pound, slightly. The other man looked at him, and frowned.

"You've had an interesting time of it," was commented. Arthur tightened his lips. "Suspended for an act of violence against a colleague-"

"I threw ice cream at him," Arthur interrupted, already feeling annoyed. "It wasn't as though I threw a punch!"

"Mr Ogilvie!" The Superintendent looked annoyed. "It was enough to bring the school into disrepute! Do you not understand that?! How would you have reacted if one of your students had been caught behaving in this manner?!"

Arthur fell silent, colour starting to stain his cheeks. John coughed, politely. "Sir." His tone was relaxed. "I do think that when the facts are really looked at-"

"The facts are," the Superintendent stated, coldly, as though he resented this intrusion from an outsider, "that a Vice Principal humiliated a colleague in a public place. Would you care to explain why you did so, Mr Ogilvie?"

Arthur glared at the other man. With his short, squat physique, and the glasses perched awkwardly on his nose, he rather reminded him of a toad. He swallowed, and began to speak.

"Because Mr Fischer was harrassing a member of my staff." He spoke carefully, deliberately. "He was making unwanted advances towards her, and when she began to get upset, he continued."

"Did that justify throwing something at him?"

"I wasn't sure what else could be done to stop him." Arthur folded his arms, as though to underline the decision he had made.

"Arthur." The Superintendent looked at him. "You should have just walked away. Maybe that's what you should do from teaching."

"What?!" Arthur's jaw dropped. "What do you mean?"

"Arthur, sometimes we make mistakes in our choice of career." The other man smiled at him, almost kindly. "But some very interesting comments have been made about you and your...conduct at Fox."

Arthur's jaw set. "What comments?"

The Superintendent pulled out a piece of paper, and squinted at it. "Apparently you have been cold and dismissive with students, rude to colleagues, and also excluded two students for no reason." He put the paper down. "Would you care to comment?"

"Its not true," Arthur said, hotly. He shook his head. "Simply not true."

"Excuse me," John cut in, "where is most of this coming from? Because if its not true, under criminal law the person who gave this to you could be under prosecution for slander."

The other man's jaw dropped. "I- well,"...he began to shuffle around in his papers. "Well, this information came from..."

"Yes?"

"Mr Robert Fischer." He shook his head. "He claims that when he temporarily took over your post at the school, there were a barrage of complaints made against you."

"But that's..." Arthur's voice trailed off. Suddenly, Blake spoke.

"Sir. I have here evidence that Robert Fischer has planned everything." Blake pulled out the cellphone. "On it is a voicemail to Fischer from Robert Browning. Stating that he will see Fischer exonerated, and that his father is ready to fund the re-building of Fox, in accordance with their plan. It also states this-"

He handed it to the Superintendent. As he listened, his eyes widened.

"What did it say?" Arthur asked, tersely.

"It said, 'Ogilvie is dead in the water. We can progress with re-building as planned.'" The other man looked shaken, and stood up.

"Mr Ogilvie. On the strength of this evidence, you are exonerated. From all charges."

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