“Us?”

“Charlotte, myself and Michael.”

“Right, so….?

“I’ve been quite impressed with your performance….”

Really?

“Really?”

“Yes, really. I liked the way you dealt the situation out on the street the other day, and Ben in the downstairs lobby; even, dare I say it, the situation when Ben dragged you to our home, although I’ll admit, that’s with the benefit of hindsight.”

I flush. “You didn’t seem very impressed at the time.”

He rolls his eyes ceiling-ward. “Yes, I’ve never apologised for that, have I….”

“I don’t think you have a lot to apologise for, Sir. I feel terrible about it….”

“Well, get over it. It’s in the past. I want to talk about where we go from here. It seems to me that you handle yourself rather well in awkward situations and that being the case, I have a favour to ask of you.”

What’s he talking about?

“Right…. what is this favour?”

Perhaps I look suspicious. For a moment, he meets my eyes, his gaze level, expressionless; then he says, “Don’t misunderstand my motives, Kirstie. I’m not about to go dipping my nib in the office ink. It would be horribly unprofessional of me, and also, regardless of what Ben might think, I’m a married man.”

I flush. “I didn’t mean that at all.”

“Good. But for the avoidance of doubt….”

to change the

what is this

day. You are in a key position. You see everyone who comes in or out of the building; workers, visitors, delivery men, couriers.… everyone. They all must go by you.

Choosing his words?

already do naturally and as part of your job, but do it deliberately and report

“To you?”

You will be my eyes

my coffee, digesting his words. “So, you

is something which comes easily to you, which is to watch the people around us for any kind of threat. I think you are a ‘people-person’, good at assessing them, weighing them

of suspicion crawl through my stomach. “Is this just about

Michael’s feelings into consideration. Despite Marcie’s remarks to the contrary, I am not so far over the hill that I can’t handle

doesn’t faze me. That female has been trying to get her claws into Michael

laugh. “A woman

flashes his brows, laughter dancing

am I watching for,

threats to Charlotte, much more serious

inside me clutches. There is a cool smoothness to his words that leaves me thinking of the proverbial swan; all calm grace

“James….”

have to tell me more than that. It sounds as though you’re asking

I’m not asking that of you. Other people, myself included, will deal with any threat

What sort of

over his features. “I wish I could answer that, but I can’t. In short, I want you to watch for anything that….” He holds up both hands in

you want? For me to report what I

that’s all I’m asking

do I

find a second panic button has been installed. If you hit that alarm, Kirstie, it will

“Which other people?

“Michael for one….”

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