There’s a serious problem

A gentle knock on the door made Mr. Bamford look up from the case file on his desk and stared ahead, calling out, “Come in.”

When the door opened, luis secretary Lucy entered his office with a soft smile, saying, “Sir, there‘s a visitor for you.”

“‘Who?” Mr. Bamford replied without looking up from the case file, still reading through the information about the crime he was currently investigating.

“Madam Jewel Haye,” “Hmm,”

The pen in his hand dropped on the sheet as he lifted his head slightly to glance at his secretary with an eyebrow raised.

Then he rested back in his seat and sighed softly, “Send her in,”

“Yes, sir,” Lucy said with a nod.

Silently, Mr. Bamford watched her walk out of his office and waited until she closed his door before turning his attention back to the papers on his desk.

A couple of minutes went by, then the door opened again, this time to reveal Mrs. Haye. She had her hands tucked into the front pockets of her black fluffy coat as she stepped inside before closing the door behind her.

“Mrs. Hayes, ” Bamford greeted her politely as he placed a bookmark between the pages of his work folder before closing it. “Chief, good afternoon.” Madam Jewel smiled widely and stepped further into his office.

Gracefully, she took a seat across from him in one of the plush leather chairs in front of his desk and crossed her leg over the other.

“Frederick would be just fine, Mrs. Hayes.” Mr. Bamford said calmly, sitting up straight as he rested his elbows on the table, clutching his fingers together.

“Well, Frederick, I am not someone that likes to beat around the bush or make idle

chit chat, so I am going to go straight to the point.” Madam Jewel spoke slowly as she looked directly into Bamford‘s eyes, her dark brown orbs locked onto his. “Who made you interfere with the reporters at Paz motel?”

several long moments, neither

and shook his head as he leaned against his chair

insisted, her voice taking on

may ask,” Mr. Bamford continued with a smirk, “What makes you think I have anything to do with these… ‘personal‘ matters?” “We both know that what you did, was cross the line

was none of your

never wavered as she niet Bamford‘s

you, Ms. Hayes, you‘re wrong… Also, isn‘t Peach your granddaughter? How come helping her is defined as me crossing the line?” That question left Madam Jewel speechless for several seconds, staring daggers at the man before her. When she finally collected enough composure to speak, her voice had taken on an icy undertone, “Don‘t escape from the matter

me a visit from his wife and put me on the spot

dumb was the only way he knew how not to offend someone like Bryan Checks, and also, not have the

man, Madam Hayes quickly changed tactics and asked the next question on her

granddaughter, Peach?”

doing my job. That‘s all that was.” “You could have just sent your men. But you were at the motel, doing fieldwork yourself.” Madam Jewel narrowed her eyes, daring Bamford to disagree. “Well, as a ‘Hayes,‘ you should

Hayes were getting bullied by a bunch of reporters, I decided to step in and make sure they

“Is that so?”

“Hmm umm.”

office remained silent for a few minutes,

silence that now hung in

that she wasn‘t going to get much more out of the chief, Madam Hayes stood up from her seat and said, “Well, I should not take up most of your time then, Frederick.” When Mr. Bamford nodded, she woke from her seat and walked towards the door, turning to face him once more before exiting

down the hallway, and as she was about to walk past Lucy‘s desk, she

Lucy, glaring at her with a slight hint of irritation. Then she suddenly lost the frown and replaced it with a faint smile as

flooded Lucy‘s body as

Lucy

politely Lucy

from her, and she mumbled, “Uh,

asked, “Who asked your boss

Lucy‘s face

Jewel pressed, clearly not impressed with

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