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Authors: Leslie North
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satisfaction that Angie’s plan might work, Gabe only felt an overwhelming sense of jealousy.
“Moron,” he muttered as he slumped heavily at his desk. What was going on with him? Not only was Daisy nothing like his usual type, she was dangerous. She could ruin what little relationship he had with his younger brother, and she was like a powder keg ready to blow Duncan Enterprises to smithereens. He needed to get her as far away from the company and himself as possible.
But damn, she tasted good. She lingered on his lips, and when he closed his eyes, he could hear her breathy moans. Despite his best intentions, he knew he wanted her. He would have to make sure they met only in public spaces where the chances of anything so intimate happening again were severely limited.
Cursing himself, he turned on his computer and scrolled though his emails. If he knew what was good for him, he’d go work off his frustrations with some other woman, but he knew that wasn’t the answer. Right now, he only wanted Daisy, and trying to ease that ache with someone else would only add fuel to the fire.
A bold subject line caught his attention, and he opened the email. The foreman on the first project where he’d taken Daisy suspected theft from the work-site. Glancing at the clock, Gabe saw it was late, but he called the foreman anyway.
“Mr. Maxfield,” the man said gruffly. “I tried to call you earlier, but your secretary said that you were out at a site. Did you see the email that I sent you?”
“I did, but it doesn’t say anything specific. What’s missing?” Things disappeared from construction sites all the time, but it was usually lumber and hardware. Generally, it was never a big deal, so for the foreman to have emailed him seemed to suggest that something of greater than usual value was missing.
“There’s a lot of paperwork that’s gone. Nothing damaging. Blueprints, contracts, background checks, that kind of thing. It’s easy for me to get more copies, but it’s odd to say the least. The work itinerary and shipment schedule is also missing,” he said uneasily.
Gabe closed his eyes. What had Daisy said? Jordon specifically pointed out that none of the blueprints was included in the pack of information that he had given her. The foreman wasn’t wrong. None of it was actually damaging, but it could be the starting point for someone who wanted to dig a little further into the company. And the loss of the shipment schedule was not a good thing. If someone wanted to hit a construction site the hardest, they’d make sure that bulk materials never made it to the site.
“How long have they been missing?” Gabe asked uneasily.
“I’m not sure. It’s not paperwork I check every day. I went to check the shipping files this morning, and I noticed the folder was gone. That’s when I started to look around to see what else might be missing.”
“Do you keep them in a locked drawer?” Gabe asked quickly.
“I do, but pretty much everyone on the site knows where I keep the key. I trust my men,” he added defensively. “If they wanted this information, all they had to do was ask.”
“Has anyone new been around? New hires that you haven’t vetted yet?” Gabe questioned.
The foreman was quiet for a minute. “I did hire a new bunch of guys last week, but they had great recommendations, and the woman that you brought around was listed as one of the contacts. I thought it was part of the program. They’re hard enough workers though. I have no reason to be unhappy with their work or to suspect them of anything.”
“Dammit,” Gabe said quietly. Did Restore Eden usually put men undercover at construction sites? That was definitely not part of the deal. “Send me their information. I’ll be out to the site tomorrow to look around. I want to talk to these men.”
“Yes, sir.” The foreman hung up, and Gabe stared at the computer. What if Restore Eden wasn’t trying to change their ways? What if they were
“Moron,” he muttered as he slumped heavily at his desk. What was going on with him? Not only was Daisy nothing like his usual type, she was dangerous. She could ruin what little relationship he had with his younger brother, and she was like a powder keg ready to blow Duncan Enterprises to smithereens. He needed to get her as far away from the company and himself as possible.
But damn, she tasted good. She lingered on his lips, and when he closed his eyes, he could hear her breathy moans. Despite his best intentions, he knew he wanted her. He would have to make sure they met only in public spaces where the chances of anything so intimate happening again were severely limited.
Cursing himself, he turned on his computer and scrolled though his emails. If he knew what was good for him, he’d go work off his frustrations with some other woman, but he knew that wasn’t the answer. Right now, he only wanted Daisy, and trying to ease that ache with someone else would only add fuel to the fire.
A bold subject line caught his attention, and he opened the email. The foreman on the first project where he’d taken Daisy suspected theft from the work-site. Glancing at the clock, Gabe saw it was late, but he called the foreman anyway.
“Mr. Maxfield,” the man said gruffly. “I tried to call you earlier, but your secretary said that you were out at a site. Did you see the email that I sent you?”
“I did, but it doesn’t say anything specific. What’s missing?” Things disappeared from construction sites all the time, but it was usually lumber and hardware. Generally, it was never a big deal, so for the foreman to have emailed him seemed to suggest that something of greater than usual value was missing.
“There’s a lot of paperwork that’s gone. Nothing damaging. Blueprints, contracts, background checks, that kind of thing. It’s easy for me to get more copies, but it’s odd to say the least. The work itinerary and shipment schedule is also missing,” he said uneasily.
Gabe closed his eyes. What had Daisy said? Jordon specifically pointed out that none of the blueprints was included in the pack of information that he had given her. The foreman wasn’t wrong. None of it was actually damaging, but it could be the starting point for someone who wanted to dig a little further into the company. And the loss of the shipment schedule was not a good thing. If someone wanted to hit a construction site the hardest, they’d make sure that bulk materials never made it to the site.
“How long have they been missing?” Gabe asked uneasily.
“I’m not sure. It’s not paperwork I check every day. I went to check the shipping files this morning, and I noticed the folder was gone. That’s when I started to look around to see what else might be missing.”
“Do you keep them in a locked drawer?” Gabe asked quickly.
“I do, but pretty much everyone on the site knows where I keep the key. I trust my men,” he added defensively. “If they wanted this information, all they had to do was ask.”
“Has anyone new been around? New hires that you haven’t vetted yet?” Gabe questioned.
The foreman was quiet for a minute. “I did hire a new bunch of guys last week, but they had great recommendations, and the woman that you brought around was listed as one of the contacts. I thought it was part of the program. They’re hard enough workers though. I have no reason to be unhappy with their work or to suspect them of anything.”
“Dammit,” Gabe said quietly. Did Restore Eden usually put men undercover at construction sites? That was definitely not part of the deal. “Send me their information. I’ll be out to the site tomorrow to look around. I want to talk to these men.”
“Yes, sir.” The foreman hung up, and Gabe stared at the computer. What if Restore Eden wasn’t trying to change their ways? What if they were
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