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.

slightly winded. “I

The boss stood up and started walking toward the door. He swung it open and gestured for her to exit through it. “Get right

how much I was sweating until the cool air from the ceiling fan hit

stood beside me, pressing her hand on my shoulder. “I heard

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

stoop that low. Just groveling at the guy’s

Jimmy, peered at us from over his computer screen. “Wait. He asked you to

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

I show Timothy a fun time, the

the

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

“Keep

him getting fired was like a sweet relief more than something detrimental. My whole career was resting on this

down, I turned back to my laptop and

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fan–made accounts as well.

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

some much from when they met years ago. He had basically been on his way up since making the pro–team. However, there was one year that

were just as clueless on the matter. No coach had stepped forward about it either. What

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

a more personal question. The man asked him what his favorite activity was, and I grabbed my pen and

about how he was a hiking enthusiast and that he often went on extreme trails by himself. This was big news for the boss,

slowly and shut my laptop. It was best not to keep

lightly. He opened the door and raised his

said. “I saw that he’s

boss smiled wide. “Brilliant!

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closest to the entrance. She lifted her head and waited for his

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

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

this would be the perfect time to distract him!” the boss cheered, clapping his hands. He pointed at my pocket. “Get