The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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Chapter 26

I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that clung to my spine as we stepped into the Clayton Sports Center. The stories I’d heard and read about Mr. Fitzgerald didn’t paint a kind or forgiving picture. Linda, on the other hand, appeared remarkably calm.

We climbed the polished oak staircase and found ourselves standing before a set of double doors that led to his office.

I took a deep breath and exchanged a tense glance with Linda. We couldn’t turn back now.

“Are you sure you want to go in there with me?” asked Linda, though her tone lacked any sincerity. “Because I can handle this on my own.”

“I’ll be perfectly fine in there,” I said. “Besides, I can’t have you handling all my adversaries.”

She hummed, giving me a sideways glance before turning back to the door. I had practiced my neutrality, but it seemed she was reading something on my face regardless. The last thing I wanted her to think of me was that I was uncertain.

Pushing the doors open, we entered the room, and there, seated behind a large mahogany desk, was Mr. Fitzgerald.

The man was every bit as intimidating as the stories had suggested. He exuded an aura of power, with piercing, cold green eyes and salt–and–pepper hair slicked back neatly. His impeccably tailored suit only added to his air of authority.

“Ms. Sinclair and Ms, Turner, I presume?” he said smoothly.

Linda offered a half–hearted smile. “You got it.”

Mr. Fitzgerald waved a dismissive hand, his fingers adorned with several expensive–looking rings. “Please, have a seat.”

We settled into plush leather chairs, the tension in the room heavy. Mr. Fitzgerald steepled his fingers and leaned forward, his gaze focused squarely on us. “I’ve heard you two have been digging around where you don’t belong.”

Linda leaned forward, adopting an air of confidence that had always been her trademark. “I am highly invested in improving the lives of my clients. You’re

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bugging one of mine.”

down my spine. “I don’t take kindly to people prying into my affairs, especially

air like a threat, and I responded swiftly. “We’re not afraid of threats, Mr. Fitzgerald. We’ll do whatever it takes to find

direction. “I’ve dealt with a lot of powerful men in my

head to face her. “Was that really necessary?” I said under my “We’re supposed

breath.

eyes narrowed. “I do recall that it was me picking up the slack with our meetings since

by her claims. “I was only out because I could barely

grin, clearly enjoying the discord between us. “Ladies, ladies, this is quite the spectacle

clenched my fists, the

explode. “Enough of this, Mr. Fitzgerald. You can threaten us all day, but Timothy has a solid case here that won’t

Fitzgerald gave me a toothy grin, his voice dripping with menace. “If you continue your investigation, you will find

I exchanged glances, and searched my mind for what to say next. She had embarrassed me in

Mr. Fitzgerald,” I stated firmly. “Consider this a

anything

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her things and leave the room. I got up and followed after her before the door could slam behind her,

We weren’t done,” I said, waving at the

snatching her arm away from my grasp. “You know, perhaps I would’ve felt more drawn to this case if

considering her words. “What does that

wrecking my career

pace with her.

stairs, nearly out of breath trying to stay in pace. “I’m sorry, but what happened to all that

at the end of the stairs and

I blocked it with my

toward the exit and she sighed, adjusting her purse