The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 18

Evie

The last place I expected to be was back in the boss‘ office. He was pouring himself a cup of coffee, humming a small tune as he did so.

I sat quietly in my chair, my hands folded on my lap, as he headed back to his seat and took a long sip. He hadn’t mentioned what the meeting was for specifically, but I had an inkling that it was about what happened with Jasper.

With his free hand, he drummed his fingers on the desk and gave me a long stare.

I cleared my throat. “You wanted to see me, boss?”

me

“Yes, Evie.” He set down his mug and sat back in his chair. “It’s about what occurred the other day.”

“Oh, no.” I shifted in my seat. “I can explain. Timothy was-”

“-Is,” he cut me off, his eyes narrowing, “Still in business with you, correct?”

I wiped my sweaty palms on the sides of my skirt. “Y–Yes, sir.”

“Good.” He stood up and took another sip of his coffee. “And I’d prefer if you kept him on. I have an assignment for you, Miss Evie. One that could decide the future. of your career.”

“I don’t think that’d be necessary, sir,” I said weakly.

The boss went on anyway, “I want you to get as much dirt as possible on Timothy. I want you to learn about his hobbies, all the interviews he’s ever had, even down to what kind of drink he prefers. Then when you’ve done that, find a way to entertain him!”

I was growing increasingly angsty as he revealed his scheme. This meant total proximity to Timothy, even down to tracking his every move throughout the years. The boss clearly didn’t realize what kind of history we already had, but he was asking me to do the very thing I was trying to avoid.

“And if you’re hospitable enough, he might end up becoming a public success. story for the firm,” the boss said proudly. “Do you understand?”

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The influx of information was making me nauseous. Asking me to study Timothy’s personal life was one thing, but having to cater to him for the good of the company was another. As was as if the universe was holding a personal vendetta against me.

I said, slightly winded.

toward the door. He swung it open and gestured for her to exit through it. “Get right on it, Evie. We’re relying

sweating until the cool air from the ceiling fan hit my neck. I returned to my desk and opened my laptop,

you for this time?” A coworker of mine, Paulette, came and stood beside

tired smile. “He wants me to entertain Timothy, basically as an apology

snickered. “Ah, figures he’d stoop that low. Just groveling at

at us from over his computer screen. “Wait.

hating that the boss had made a skeptical out of me yet again. “I have to

I show Timothy a fun time,

bring the company

his screen. “I always

her grin with her hand. “Keep it down, will ya? He’s right there in

at the job long enough that him getting fired was like a sweet relief more than something detrimental. My whole career was resting on this job, however, so I didn’t have the luxury of

I turned back to my

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several of them, and plenty of fan–made accounts as well. If only one of his fans had decided

winning shots. There was some philanthropy in there as well, that combined with orchestrated visits and interviews with dedicated fans. He had a smile on

from when they met years ago. He had basically been on his

information on this short disappearance, but his fans were just as clueless on the matter. No coach had stepped forward about it either.

answers. would pop up on the matter. Instead, I saw something more provocative. With each interview, I

in his spare time. In one video, the interviewer asked him a more personal question. The man asked him what his favorite activity was, and I grabbed my pen and notepad

on about how he was a hiking enthusiast and that he often went on extreme trails

shut my laptop. It was best not to keep

door and knocked lightly. He opened

he’s been

boss smiled

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three rooms for the closest hiking trail,” he demanded. He then turned to me and grabbed my shoulders. “You get that boy on the phone and invite him to join us. I’m

them. “But would he really feel up to a hiking trip right now? I mean, he’s still

perfect time to distract him!” the boss cheered, clapping his hands. He pointed at