“Yes. I fly home to Atlanta on Friday morning. Why?”
“I’m going to Savannah this weekend and plan to stay for a couple of weeks. I’d love for you to join me.”
“In Savannah, for a couple of weeks?”
“Yes.”
She looked at him, seeming to consider his invitation. “Normally, I use the week following a job to wrap up all the paperwork on a closed assignment, then hold a team briefing,” she said. “I can’t do two weeks, but I could manage one. Will that do?”
A huge smile spread across his face. “I’ll take whatever you’re able to give me. In fact, I’ll drive from Savannah to Atlanta to pick you up on Sunday.”
“That’s nearly a four-hour drive.”
“I’ve done it before, and have no problem doing it again. Especially for you,” he said.
She smiled. “If you’re sure about it.”
“Sweetheart, I’ve never been more certain.”
**
Eric Venters reviewed the PI report that John had faxed to him earlier. It pretty much verified his suspicions. Something was going on between Colton Masters and Kelly Perkins. And according to the report, while on business trips to New York and LA, they hadn’t tried to hide their relationship. He had spent more nights in her room than his own. But John, being the thorough PI that he was, hadn’t stopped there.
He had obtained a copy of a hotel bill where Colton had checked into a hotel in Atlanta two years ago--a hotel room he had shared with Kelly Perkins. Her name had been added to the reservation, so she could have access to all the hotel’s amenities. That was all the proof Eric needed that Masters and Perkins were involved in an ongoing affair that had lasted at least two years. He’d been right. Hiring her agencyhadbeen unethical.
It was time he rattled Masters Unlimited by throwing shade on their stellar reputation. And there were people who knew how to do just that…for the right price. And he was counting on them doing it in a way where nothing could be traced back to him. The next time Masters Unlimited needed consulting work, they would be glad to hire his agency.
He looked up when the buzzer on his desk went off. “Yes, Dorian?”
“Ms. Telfair is here to see you, sir.”
He chuckled. She hadn’t wasted any time getting here after receiving his text. Standing, he said, “Send her in.”
Moments later, a smiling Sherelle walked in and closed the door behind her. “Eric, I didn’t know you had returned from India. How was your trip? And what’s up with the text message? Why didn’t you call?”
Crossing the room, she reached out to give him a hug but he stepped back. Surprise showed on her face. “Eric, what’s wrong?”
“This,” he said, picking up John’s report. “You thought I had forgotten about it, but I hadn’t.” He handed the papers to her.
She scanned them and looked back at him, almost horrified. “You actually hired a private investigator to spy on Colton Masters and Kelly Perkins?”
“I sure did. Hell, you didn’t have the guts to do anything to help me, so I had to do it myself. And do you know what I plan to do with this information?”
She looked stricken. “What?”
“I’m going to spread the word, first among their employees. It should make for interesting conversation around the water cooler.” He sneered. “And you can just imagine what went on during their latest business trips. It’ll be a scandal that neither one of them will ever live down.”
“Eric, you can’t do that.”
“I can and I will. In the end, Masters Unlimited will have no choice but to distance themselves from KP Consulting Agency. And that’s when my company will come in and save the day.”
“No, Eric, please listen to me. You can’t spread that information around the office because I lied.”
He frowned. “You lied about what?”
“I lied about your consulting agency being the top contender for that contract. Lake Masters wanted Kelly Perkins all along. He was the one who chose her and not Colton. As CEO, as well as chairman of the board, he could select anyone he wanted.”
“I think you’re lying now. Don’t you think I know what you’re doing? Trying to save your cushy job.”