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CHAPTER 17

Miller

“Sir, we have a situation.”Jerry, my driver, tells me as soon as I get into the backseat of my car.

“Now what is it?” I ask, while looking at my email. Something that I’ve become more accustomed to over the past twenty-four hours because of the potential leak of releasing information that could hurt some projects, which could cause a few of our major sponsors to pull out of deals about.

“I drove Denise the other day, as you asked. And as I was leaving, I saw a familiar face. So, I circled around and parked down the street to watch.”

“Quit beating around the bush. How many reporters were there?”

“It wasn’t reporters. Sir, it was Ms. Winchester.”

Well, isn’t it the woman stirring up a lot more shit in my pot?

“Becky?”

“Yes, Ms. Rebecca Winchester was across the street. She was watching the building from across the street. She was in between two buildings. It wouldn’t have been something I noticed if it wasn’t for the giant hat and sunglasses. It just looked out of place.”

“Wait, back up. What was Becky doing at Denise’s building? Do they know one another?”

“Ms. Winchester walked up to the building twice that I observed. She did not gain entrance that I saw.”

“Interesting. And you did not see her go into the building?”

“No, sir.”

I sit silently, stewing in my thoughts with this information.

Why would Becky be at Denise’s place? Do they know one another?

My mind is full of questions. And I know exactly what I need to do.

“Do you know where Ms. Watson is right now?”

“Sir?” he asks in the rear-view mirror.

“Is she at work or school?”

“I believe she would be at home,” he says.

“Can we please go over there?”

“Yes, sir.”

I send a text to Denise to let her know that I’m on my way over. I need to figure out whether this is coincidence, or if this is the end of my relationship with the woman that I fell head over heels with.

My knee is constantly bouncing, and my jaw remains clenched.

Are they friends? Or are they strangers?

The moment that I’ve let my guard down and I’m questioning everything that has happened within the past month.

Is it a strange coincidence, or something more?

Upon arriving, I press the code that Denise gave me and take the elevator upstairs.

I knock twice before turning the doorknob.

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