My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

"Vouch for you?"?" Ellar's brows furrowed as he asked, "Which company?" He hadn't heard of companies requiring a local reference to vouch for a job candidate for employment.

"It's just a couple of blocks away, at a place called—" Doretta couldn't finish the sentence before Ellar cut in with a hint of suspicion, "A couple of blocks away...

Are you sure it's not some front company?" That area wasn't known for hosting significant, reputable businesses.

With Doretta's skills, she shouldn't need to look into lesser-known entities.

"]..."" Doretta faltered, "I'm not sure, but I don't think it is." Ellar exhaled deeply.

"Go home for now.

I'll look into this." While Ellar preferred keeping his distance from Doretta, given her arrival in San Joto and his mother's assurance of support, he felt obligated to ensure her safety.

He wouldn't stand by if she was potentially being scammed, especially since she was family.

Doretta seemed to hesitate, wanting to say more, but ultimately nodded.

"Alright, then." "Do you need a lift home?" Ellar offered.

need, I can

won't take up more of your time,"

office to himself again, Ellar let out a frustrated

intention of having lunch with Patricia was thwarted by Doretta's untimely

the vicinity and overheard the exchange

Doretta departed that

intentions and the mentioned company grew, prompting her to

Riddle Corporation just in

and invited her to join them in Nicole's

"Ms.

into Doretta over at BayCorp," Patricia

Nicole's brow furrowed slightly.

to find out who she was meeting

touch with someone from the Eastern Falcon, through Jerry," Patricia said,

ties to the Eastern Falcon, casting her visit

Lulu went pale.

would make explaining things

Patricia shook