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.

said, slightly winded. “I

toward the door. He swung it open and gestured for her to exit through it. “Get

office covered in a thin sheen of sweat. I hadn’t realized how much I was sweating until the cool air from the

grill you for this time?” A coworker of mine, Paulette, came and stood beside me, pressing her hand on my shoulder. “I heard about Jasper’s little

her a tired smile. “He wants me to entertain Timothy, basically as an apology for what happened

that low. Just groveling at the

at us from over his computer

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

show Timothy

he’ll bring the company

shook his head, disappearing behind his screen. “I always knew he was a

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

his hand carelessly. I guess he’d been 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

two of them settled down, I turned

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Timothy’s profile. He had several of them, and plenty of fan–made accounts as well. If only

share of 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 through it all. Those smiles, mostly meant for the public,

ago. He had basically been on his way up since making the pro–team. However, there was one year that he seemed to have stopped all

information on this short disappearance, but his fans were just as clueless on the matter. No

switched back to looking over more interviews of his, hoping that a few answers. would pop up on the matter. Instead, I saw something more provocative. With each interview, I saw that he’d once been so spontaneous, but

love hockey beyond something he did 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

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

to keep the boss waiting, although I was starting to consider

the boss‘ door and knocked lightly. He

likes hiking,” I said. “I saw that he’s been on a few advanced trails in

boss smiled

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closest to the

the closest hiking trail,” he demanded. He then turned to me and grabbed

almost forgetting the fact that he’d been expecting me to go along with them. “But would he really feel up to

to distract him!” the boss cheered, clapping his hands. He pointed at my pocket. “Get him on the phone.