âBut I love you, too! And people who love each other share things they wouldnât tell anyone else.â
âNot in this case.â His gaze searched hers. âI need you to analyze the database. Youâre the person for the jobâmaybe the only person who can do what I need done. Will you do that for me?â
âYes, I will.â He hadnât asked her to promise sheâd wear those blinders. Maybe he secretly wanted her to find out what was going on.
Whether he wanted her to find out or not, she intended to. This was ridiculous. They belonged together, and she wouldnât let him throw their future away, at least not until she knew why he was so intent on doing it.
The lobby was decorated for Christmas, which she would have expected. A blue spruce that had to be thirty feet tall stood in the center of the two-story vaulted ceiling. Evergreen ornaments hung from every branch. Many of them gave off that mysterious glow sheâd noticed in hers.
Display cases filled with ornaments lined the walls, and each ornament was labeled with the year in which it was manufactured. Taryn didnât have much time to look, but sheâd swear at least one of them dated back to the 1600s. âCole, some of those ornaments are really old.â
âThe companyâs been around a long time.â
âDid it originate in Europe?â
âYes, it did, in fact. Letâs get you signed in.â He guided her toward an ornate desk that looked as if it might have been imported from Versailles. Behind it sat a sweet-faced woman who could have been anywhere from fifty to seventy. She wore a red velvet dress, and the nameplate on her desk identified her as Jolie S. Garland.
Taryn wanted to ask her, with a wink, if that was her real name. But something about the womanâs calm gaze kept her from doing that. Taryn suspected it was her real name, and sheâd be insulted if anyone suggested otherwise. Whether sheâd found her perfect job or the job had found her, sheâd discovered the right spot for a person with that particular name.
Smiling, she handed Taryn a gold pen. âSign here, Miss Harper, and Iâll give you an access card.â
Jolie reached into a drawer and came up with a sparkling gold card with Tarynâs name embossed on the front and a magnetic strip on the back. âThis will allow you to board the elevator, which will take you to the IT center on the twelfth floor. If you need anything, please come back to the lobby and Iâll assist you.â
âThank you, Jolie.â Taryn returned the womanâs genial smile, but she had the distinct impression sheâd been given a ticket to the IT floor and nothing else. Once she and Cole were inside the shiny gold elevator, she confirmed it with him.
âThatâs all you were hired to do.â He unbuttoned his coat and loosened his scarf, but he stood on the opposite side of the elevator.
She found that significantâdepressingly so. âI thought you might give me a tour of the building while Iâm here.â She hadnât really thought that, but it was worth a shot.
A ghost of a smile touched his lips. âWould you settle for a tour of the IT department? Itâs my favorite floor.â
âIâm sure it is. But your parking space said you were the CEO. Whoâs in charge of IT?â
âI am, for now. I havenât found anybody Iâd turn it over to, so Iâm doing double-duty.â
âThat canât be easy. This looks like a huge operation. How can you handle the IT department when youâre supposed to be the head honcho of Evergreen?â
âObviously Iâm not doing a very good job of it. You hacked in.â
âYou shouldnât let that bother you. As I said before, I know your MO. The average hacker wouldnât have nearly such an easy time of it.â
âNevertheless, you exposed my vulnerabilities. I want those
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