Page 85 of Corporate Escapades

“Anyone would feel that way. The point is, you didn’t give up. You helped her find her way back.”

“I suppose. I felt in part like I owed it to Alli to stick it out. Anyway, it’s a whole new ballgame now.”

“I’m with you. We need to get those two to deal with each other, and then I think we’ll be golden. The question is, how do we do that?”

Mya was about to answer when a knock sounded at the door. “Hold that thought,” she replied. Hopping off the couch, she marched over to the door and checked the peephole. She was surprised to see Molly on the other side. Her brow furrowed as she chewed her bottom lip.

Opening the door, Mya said, “Hi, what’s up?”

“Something major happened!” said Molly, as she shoved a stack of file folders into Mya’s hands. “You need to take these and give them to Vic and Paris. I tried their apartments first, but no one answered.

“Okay?” Mya was confused. She didn’t understand why the files had become a matter outside the office. She waited for Molly to proceed.

“Dom sent me to Tom’s office to drop the files off. He wanted Tom to look them over and delegate them out, but I don’t believe he will. When I approached his office, the door was closed and I heard the same voices as last time. No one was near me, so I took my phone out and recorded their conversation.” Pulling her phone out of her purse, she fumbled with it momentarily, then played the recording. Chase and Mya listened attentively.

When the tape had finished, they exchanged glances while pausing a moment to digest the newly obtained information. Molly waited patiently for them to respond.

Chase shook his head in anger. “Holy crap. That’s some major B.S.,” he said.

“Thanks for bringing this to our attention. I understand Angela and Tom’s desires for Paris and Vic to fail because it brings them more opportunities, but to stoop to such lows—”

Chase let out an exasperated sigh. “This is pretty bad. I hoped Vic was wrong about Tom using Paris, but this goes way beyond that.”

“I can’t believe they have that much malice. I knew there was some friction, but wow. They risked everything to gain something that could have potentially been theirs, anyway. They could have been partners. I overheard Jessamine talking about exactly that. They would have been partners,” said Mya.

“Well, now they’ll be jobless,” said Chase, “and possibly go to jail.”

“Rightly so,” added Molly.

“…and these files,” said Mya as she waved the folders in the air. “You did the right thing by bringing them to us instead.”

Molly nodded in acknowledgment. “Anything to protect the future of the company and

my friend.”

“Will you send me that recording, please?” asked Mya.

“Yes,” she replied. “It’s on its way.”

“Perfect,” said Mya. “Once we have the voice recording, we can bring it to the board, but first, we need to contact Paris and Vic before any further damage is done.”

“If there is nothing more, Molly, you may get on with your evening. We can handle it from here,” said Chase.

“Sounds good,” replied Molly. She looked relieved that she didn’t have to stay. “Let me know how it goes,” she called over her shoulder as she exited Mya’s apartment.

Once Molly was out the door, Chase jumped up from his seat. “What in the actual frick?”

“I know, right? This is messed up.” She couldn’t believe anyone at Sense of Adventure could be so awful.

“We need to get Vic and Paris together, pronto.”

“Call and tell them we need them here immediately,” demanded Mya. “We can’t waste another moment.”

Chase had already punched in Vic’s number. He listened as the phone rang. Vic was none too quick to answer. The voicemail picked up, and Chase clicked off the call. He had only gotten the words, “No answer,” out when the phone rang back.

“Hey, what's up?” asked Vic.

“We need you to come over to Mya's as soon as possible.”

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