Chapter 39

James ventured, “For you?”

One look from Tyrone had James mentally kicking himself for his casual address, “I–I understand. On it.”

“Find out who that guy is.”

Internally, James was groaning. Which guy? Could he get a hint, please? Luckily, he was quick; it struck him- probably that dude in the photo with Quintessa.

“Got it.”

“And I want to know everything about her for the past three years.”

James

temples. Running errands for Mr. York was surely Shirley,

whereabouts over three years now, after all this time of indifference. Men were

Ha

his brow furrowing in annoyance. He wasn’t fond of Rachel and promptly hung up the call. Whatever she wanted, it couldn’t be good.

tweaking Tyrone’s ego would brighten her mood, if only a little.

she lay in bed, the brief flicker of joy extinguished. After waiting at home with no news for two days,

she had yet

the lights, she stepped onto the balcony in her pajamas

Tyrone off would eventually just set herself up

just bite

tons of things she needed to do. She must find a breakthrough,

thought, a commotion from the neighboring balcony snapped her out of her reverie. A man and

bracing against the railing and gasping loudly, exclaimed, “No one’s

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dangling from his lips and clothes neat, replied coolly, “So what if they are?

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