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.”

sir,” James

temples. Running errands for Mr.

now,

Ha

in annoyance. He wasn’t fond of Rachel and

had hoped that tweaking Tyrone’s ego would brighten her

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

and she had

pajamas and lit at cigarette, mocking herself. Was tweaking Tyrone

moment of delight, yet ticking Tyrone off would eventually just set herself up for trouble since the situation was already

just bite the

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

of her reverie. A man and

against the railing and gasping loudly, exclaimed,

17.06

from his lips and clothes neat, replied coolly, “So

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