Meanwhile, a tempest was brewing on the fund's trading floor. Staffers, who had been wiped out too, were fast becoming embittered. Now that the fund had collapsed, they were demanding explanations; the partners' continued unwillingness to discuss the future seemed like so much vanity. Matt Zames, a young trader who was about to get married and had lost his investment, hurst into one of the partner's offices. "No one's giving me answers!" he ranted. Another employee was furious when he realized from a newspaper account how much the partners had been holding back. Cornering David Modesr, the employee fumed, "'Don't you tell us anything?