Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
I think for a moment, trying to make a list of suspects, but nobody stands out. Shelby would never, and nobody else has access to my office.
“Charles, what about cameras?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are there surveillance cameras here? Is there any way we can find out who got onto my computer?”
I watch his facial expressions change from confusion to elation.
“Fuck. Brilliant. I forgot about the cameras.” He grabs my hand. “Come on, let’s go see the security team. They can show us.”
We run down to the security room to find a slovenly man sitting behind a computer, munching on Doritos.
“Ryan,” Charles calls out.
The man levitates off his seat, chips flying everywhere, but it doesn’t stop Charles.
“I’m glad you’re here. Tell me, are there cameras in all the rooms?”
Ryan grunts, shoving his chips aside and sucking off the cheese from his fingers.
My stomach sours at the sight.
He obviously doesn’t get many visitors. When he’s done cleaning his fingers, he nods. “Yeah. Jax had me put cameras everywhere but your office. What area are you interested in?”
“Good. Good. Would we able to look through the ones pointing at Raven’s desk?”
“Who’s Raven?” the man barks.
“This is Raven.” He motions to me. “She sits on the main floor. She’s basically facing my office.”
“Raven,” he says, tipping his chin up as though he’s the coolest guy here.
Who the hell is this man?
“Uh . . . yeah. Sure. Which day would you like to look through? And what time?”
Charles rattles off a day and time frame, and Ryan gets to work.
“Okay, should I just fast forward, and you can tell me when you want me to stop?”
“Yes, that’s perfect,” I say, wanting him to get on with it.
I’m dying of suspense.
“Take a seat and get comfy. It might be a while.”
It takes about thirty minutes to finally see something that makes us both scream, “Stop!”
Ryan pauses and then rewinds the tape for us. We all sit in silence as we watch the scene unfold in front of us.
And there it is, as clear as day.
Tabitha Murphy.
She came to my office and purposely upset me, hoping I’d leave. It gave her the perfect opportunity to break into my computer and forward the files.
We watch as she sits in my chair for several minutes, messing with my computer before closing it and chuckling to herself.
“Who is that?” Ryan asks.
“Someone trying to sabotage me,” Charles says through his teeth.
The anger permeates the room, settling over all of us.
Even Ryan drops his too-cool-for-school attitude and sits up straight.
“Isn’t that your ex-fiancée?” Ryan asks.
“The very one.”
“Wow, someone sure is bitter.”
I huff. That’s the understatement of the year. She’s evil incarnate, and she used me in her attempts to take him down.
I’m about to turn away and stop watching when another person appears in the footage. My eyes narrow as I try to see who it is.
When the man turns his face, my mouth drops open.
It’s Keller.
The rat bastard.
He’s the one feeding inside information to our competitors. The mole trying to take us down from the inside. He and Tabitha have been working together this whole time.
“Fuck,” Charles grunts. “Ryan, can you make me a copy of that?”
“Certainly, sir, I’ll do that right away.”
Ryan seems very pleased that he has done something good for the company. He makes a copy and hands it to Charles, and the two of us make our way back upstairs. I feel relief wash over me.
“So, what are you going to do?” I ask.
“I’m going to speak to the board of directors right now. I need to call the police.”
I nod. “Good. Take them down. Once and for all.”
“Good idea.”
“Any word from Paxton? Did he know about this?”
He blows out a tired breath. “He claims that Holly went behind his back and organized the whole thing with Diosa, alongside Bauer.”
“I’m having a hard time grasping the level of betrayal. Holly seemed so nice.”
He huffs. “This is business, love. Nice doesn’t factor in.”
Love.
I know I shouldn’t get my hopes up about him using that term of endearment, but I can’t help it. It felt so natural. So . . . normal.
But now isn’t the time to speak to him about our fallout. Right now, we need to try to win back Diosa.
Going to his office, I close the door and call Asher, who is clearly in a huge panic after our last conversation.
“Raven. What’s going on? Is Charles going to out me to Bauer? I’m going to lose my job, aren’t I?”
“I’m sorry you got mixed up in all of this. I’m not sure if your name will get brought up, but Charles has assured me he’ll do his best to keep your name out of it.”
He sighs. “I’m not sure I want to work there anymore. Not when this is how they operate.”
“Maybe Charles can hire you here. I’ll speak to him about it.”