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his tie and
pushing it underneath his closed jacket, he ran up to her.
She was talking to his receptionist, and at the
sound of his footfall, she turned.
'I'll be honest, I didn't think you would come
back,' he said honestly and through a light chuckle.
She turned to him.
She did not look pleased.
For the first time she did not compulsively push
her hair behind her ears, play with her hands, or look anywhere but at him.
'Just who do you think you are?’ she asked, her
voice wavering.
‘Sorry? Was there something wrong with the flowers?’
he asked stupidly.
‘There was nothing wrong with the flowers. But I
would still like my documents back. In fact, I've come here to get them,’ she
closed her arms around her middle, crossing them tightly.
‘They were sent to you yesterday, by courier,' he
said clearly, making his voice slow as if Keiko was having trouble
understanding him.
‘I didn't get them. I got the flowers. Got your
card. But where are my documents? And why exactly did you think it was okay to
go behind my back, track down my grandmother, and harass her? And why did you
send somebody else in afterwards? I had to call the nurses and they had to
sedate her so she could go to sleep.’
Chase receded, his neck darting back into his shirt
as his cheeks paled. ‘Sorry I,’ he began.
‘Yes, you should be sorry. Because just because you
rich doesn't mean you can swan around doing exactly what you want. You scared
the hell out of her, and that other man you sent practically gave her a heart
attack,' Keiko snapped. Though she had her arms tightly closed around her, her
knuckles practically white as her fingers latched onto the edges of her
cardigan, she did not back away. And neither did she keep her voice quiet. She
glared at him, and she did not look away.
He opened his mouth to defend himself, then he
stopped. ‘What other man? I didn't send anybody,' his hands started to slick
with a cold sweat.
'You don't need to lie to me. She already told me.
Now give me back my documents,’ Keiko said in a harsh voice that was miles away
from the personality she had displayed yesterday.
‘I told you, they were sent to your house by
courier,' he cleared his throat.
At that moment the receptionist caught his eye. He
understood the look. She mouthed the word security.
He shook his head.
He realized that Victor and Julius had already left
the conference room and were standing behind him.
'Jesus, I can't believe I trusted you. Fine, if that's
the line you're going to take, keep them.’ Keiko turned on her foot and stormed
down the corridor, her arms still closed around her, her hands still clutching
at her sleeves with tight, crooked fingers.
For a moment Chase didn't say anything.
How could he?
‘What the hell was that about?' Julius said from behind
him.
‘I've seen her before,' Victor announced as he
walked up to Chase’s side.
Chase did not pay any attention to his friend’s
statement.
Instead he felt the cold sweat that had picked up
crossed his neck travel down his back. It seemed to jolt right through him.
It reinforced one simple fact. He had been stupid.
Very, very stupid.
Without thinking about it, he’d dragged Keiko into
this world.
Because Chase had not sent someone else to question
Keiko's grandmother. He had also seen his receptionist personally hand the
documents to the courier.
He really doubted she was lying. Which left only
one uncomfortable, dangerous possibility.
One of Chase’s competitors, one of his enemies, had
been following him. They’d found out he’d been interested in Keiko, and they’d
picked up where he’d left off.
Turning sharply, Chase half ran back to his office,
Victor and Julius hot on his heels.
He didn't say anything to either of them until the
door was closed.
'I'm telling you, I've seen that woman before,’
Victor said as he crossed his arms in a powerful move. ‘She was snooping around
last Friday night. I found her outside your
pushing it underneath his closed jacket, he ran up to her.
She was talking to his receptionist, and at the
sound of his footfall, she turned.
'I'll be honest, I didn't think you would come
back,' he said honestly and through a light chuckle.
She turned to him.
She did not look pleased.
For the first time she did not compulsively push
her hair behind her ears, play with her hands, or look anywhere but at him.
'Just who do you think you are?’ she asked, her
voice wavering.
‘Sorry? Was there something wrong with the flowers?’
he asked stupidly.
‘There was nothing wrong with the flowers. But I
would still like my documents back. In fact, I've come here to get them,’ she
closed her arms around her middle, crossing them tightly.
‘They were sent to you yesterday, by courier,' he
said clearly, making his voice slow as if Keiko was having trouble
understanding him.
‘I didn't get them. I got the flowers. Got your
card. But where are my documents? And why exactly did you think it was okay to
go behind my back, track down my grandmother, and harass her? And why did you
send somebody else in afterwards? I had to call the nurses and they had to
sedate her so she could go to sleep.’
Chase receded, his neck darting back into his shirt
as his cheeks paled. ‘Sorry I,’ he began.
‘Yes, you should be sorry. Because just because you
rich doesn't mean you can swan around doing exactly what you want. You scared
the hell out of her, and that other man you sent practically gave her a heart
attack,' Keiko snapped. Though she had her arms tightly closed around her, her
knuckles practically white as her fingers latched onto the edges of her
cardigan, she did not back away. And neither did she keep her voice quiet. She
glared at him, and she did not look away.
He opened his mouth to defend himself, then he
stopped. ‘What other man? I didn't send anybody,' his hands started to slick
with a cold sweat.
'You don't need to lie to me. She already told me.
Now give me back my documents,’ Keiko said in a harsh voice that was miles away
from the personality she had displayed yesterday.
‘I told you, they were sent to your house by
courier,' he cleared his throat.
At that moment the receptionist caught his eye. He
understood the look. She mouthed the word security.
He shook his head.
He realized that Victor and Julius had already left
the conference room and were standing behind him.
'Jesus, I can't believe I trusted you. Fine, if that's
the line you're going to take, keep them.’ Keiko turned on her foot and stormed
down the corridor, her arms still closed around her, her hands still clutching
at her sleeves with tight, crooked fingers.
For a moment Chase didn't say anything.
How could he?
‘What the hell was that about?' Julius said from behind
him.
‘I've seen her before,' Victor announced as he
walked up to Chase’s side.
Chase did not pay any attention to his friend’s
statement.
Instead he felt the cold sweat that had picked up
crossed his neck travel down his back. It seemed to jolt right through him.
It reinforced one simple fact. He had been stupid.
Very, very stupid.
Without thinking about it, he’d dragged Keiko into
this world.
Because Chase had not sent someone else to question
Keiko's grandmother. He had also seen his receptionist personally hand the
documents to the courier.
He really doubted she was lying. Which left only
one uncomfortable, dangerous possibility.
One of Chase’s competitors, one of his enemies, had
been following him. They’d found out he’d been interested in Keiko, and they’d
picked up where he’d left off.
Turning sharply, Chase half ran back to his office,
Victor and Julius hot on his heels.
He didn't say anything to either of them until the
door was closed.
'I'm telling you, I've seen that woman before,’
Victor said as he crossed his arms in a powerful move. ‘She was snooping around
last Friday night. I found her outside your
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