Page 30 of His Undercover Wolf

I disconnected the call and set down the phone, pondering what she could have discovered—if anything. Or maybe her request for a meeting with me and Cillian was only to ask further questions?”

A knock at the door drew me from my thoughts and I called out, “come in.”

Betty stepped into my office with a smile on her face.

“How is Aurora doing?” I inquired as she came to sit in the chair opposite.

She shrugged. “Okay, I suppose.”

I frowned. It wasn’t like Betty to be indifferent about someone. She always had an opinion or warning—Or both.

“You don’t like her? I saw you earlier talking about the projections, and Aurora seemed to understand what you were saying.”

She does catch on fast and when I introduced her to the downstairs staff, they all appeared to be comfortable with her.”

“But?” I urged.

“She asks a lot of questions about the workings of the company and a couple of times I returned from the restroom in time to see her shutting down the company ledgers. Aurora insisted she must have clicked on them by mistake but how could she have done so when you need passwords, and I haven’t given them to her?”

I had given Aurora that information and would have to speak with the lady when Betty wasn’t around, to warn her to be more careful.

“Don’t worry too much about it, I’ll speak with Aurora in the morning. Otsana is coming in at seven tomorrow morning to see me and Cillian. Show her in when she arrives. It sounds like she might have some information for us.”

“Already?”

“She didn’t exactly say so, but I got the feeling she and her team have found something.”

Betty nodded. “I’ll make sure Aurora and I are here in case we’re needed. Night.”

“Night Betty.” Again I wondered how the hell I was going to manage without Betty by my side, especially knowing Aurora was only temporary and if Otsana had indeed found the cause of our grief, the police contact probably wouldn’t be with me after the following day, and I’d be back to square one.

After Betty left my office I turned my attention to the computer where I’d been rescheduling the release date of Panda. With thoughts of Otsana preventing me from concentrating, I gave up after less than an hour, turned off the computer and headed home for a session in my basement gym.

***

Cillian followed me intomy office and made a beeline for the coffee maker, switching it on to percolate. I crossed to the desk, removed the jacket of my suit, hung it on the coat tree and turned on my computer as I sat.

The noise of the coffee brewing and delicious aroma wafted through the room. Cillian joined me at the desk, his ass barely hitting the seat when he jerked back onto his feet as if he’d been bitten by something. I raised my eyebrows in question at his action.

“Jacket,” he explained, unbuttoning his tan coat, removing it, and hanging it on the coat tree beside mine.

The click of the percolator having finished drew Cillian’s attention and he went back to the appliance and poured two mugs of the hot brew. He sipped at his while striding back to the desk, and after setting down both mugs, he finally dropped his ass into the chair opposite. ”Why do you think Otsana called this meeting so early?” he asked.

I was somewhat puzzled like my friend. “I really have no idea, but as I told you yesterday, after I spoke with Otsana, she sounded strange. Her voice was hesitant and unsure.”

“She doesn’t strike me as that kind of woman.”

“She hasn’t been. Since meeting her, I have found Otsana to be confident and assertive. Still, if it was really so important, I think she would have found a way to meet with me last night as I offered.”

Cillian studied my face over the rim of his mug as he drank his coffee. “You like her a lot. I’ve never seen you openly show interest in a woman like you have with Otsana.”

“The more I see and talk with her, the more I feel attracted and sex is off the charts. Don’t let her know I mentioned bedding her, she would not be impressed.”

“My lips are sealed.” Cillian paused for a moment. “I honestly believe you two have a future and I’m happy for you man.”

A sharp knock had us both looking to the large glass panel in the top half of the office door where the blind was up and Betty was visible. I waved her in and glanced at the clock to find it was only 6.30 am, earlier than I asked her to come into the office. She entered, surprising me by locking the door behind her.

“You’re early…Why did you lock the door, Otsana will be here soon?” I asked.