The Red Eye 3 (The Red Eye Erotic Romance Series) by Avery Phillips Page A

blame Jennie for trying to cheer me up.
    “Yes, well, I wasn’t exactly feeling my best when I woke up this morning.” Jennie didn’t need to know that that was because I’d seen Devon for the last time. Let her think that it was because I was hung over.
    “I must admit that you don’t look all that great. Can I get you anything? Some Alka-Seltzer? Pepto?”
    “Just some coffee, thanks. Black and strong.”
    “That’s how I like my men.” Jennie grinned, but I didn’t return her smile, and she soon realized that now wasn’t the time to be making any jokes. “I’ll get you that coffee.”
    I went through to my office and booted up my machine. It was amazing how many emails could build up after just a couple of days when you were the head of a department. I scrolled down and my heart skipped a beat when I saw an email from Grayson. What could he want?
    My finger hovered over my mouse. I was unsure whether I should open it or not. It couldn’t be good news.
    Jennie knocked on the door with my coffee, saving me from having to read it just yet. “I brought your mail in as well,” she told me. “I’ve sorted them into the ones that need immediate attention and the ones you can sit on for a while. Also, Bernard from finance wanted to sit down with you and talk about your financial projects for the next quarter. I scheduled a meeting for this afternoon before I realized you weren’t coming in until late. I can cover for you if you like, reschedule it for later in the week.”
    “No, no, it’s fine.” I didn’t care what I did. If anything, the idea of losing myself in boring accounting for a few hours held a certain appeal. It was as far removed from my love life as possible and would be a welcome distraction.
    “Okay, well, if you need anything else, you know where to find me.”
    “Sure, Jennie. Can you hold my calls for the time being? Oh, and fetch me a copy of today’s paper. I don’t care which one.”
    “Of course.”
    Jennie left, closing the door behind her. I started sifting through my mail. The letter on the top was about one of our ongoing cases, and I could tell that it needed careful handling, but although I opened up Word and started trying to draft something, I couldn’t stop thinking about the mail from Grayson and what it might contain.
    In the end, I stopped pretending to work and clicked to open it.
     
    Ms. Bevan,
    It has come to my attention that you have broken our agreement. As I’m sure you are aware, your job offer was conditional on a certain level of discretion and non-disclosure. It has subsequently come to my attention that particular details have been disclosed to third parties, third parties you were under express orders not to contact. As such, our agreement is to be considered null and void.
    I’m afraid that you leave me with no alternative but to terminate your employment with Caesar and Krause with immediate effect. Caesar and Krause will cover your hotel expenses until the end of the week, at which point our obligation to you shall be considered at an end.
    Further, should I discover that you have contacted any of our existing clients with a view to luring them away from Caesar and Krause, I will have absolutely no hesitation with not only prosecuting you to the full extent of the law, but also releasing information to the media that I’m sure you will agree would be best kept private.
    I will be notified as soon as you have read this, by which point you will be escorted from the building. Should you be found entering any of Caesar and Krause’s premises after this point, you will arrested and charged with trespassing.
    Grayson Caesar
     
    There was a knock at the door. Jennie opened it, a concerned expression on her face. “Rebecca, there’s a couple of security guards here to see you. They say that they’re here to see you out. What do you want me to do?”
    “It’s all right, Jennie. Let them in. I never wanted to work here anyway.”
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