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 nodded.

for Mr. York was surely Shirley, the secretary’s job, not his.

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

Ha

it out, surprised; it was Rachel, his brow furrowing in annoyance. He wasn’t fond of Rachel and promptly hung up the call. Whatever she wanted, it

ego would

she lay in bed, the brief flicker of joy extinguished. After waiting at home

and she had yet to fall

she stepped onto the balcony in her pajamas and lit at cigarette, mocking herself. Was tweaking Tyrone really worth celebrating?

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

she seriously couldn’t just

sick of this plight; there were still tons of things she needed to do. She must find a breakthrough, unwilling

thought, a commotion from the neighboring balcony snapped her out of her reverie. A man and a woman were there, seeking thrills in the

bracing against the railing and gasping loudly, exclaimed, “No one’s watching, right?”

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lips and clothes neat, replied coolly, “So what

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