If It Walks Like A Killer (The Carolina Killer Files #1) Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Kiersten Modglin
talking about?”
She smiled, looking down and beginning to type something on her computer. “The candidates for Mason and Meachum’s new secretary.”
“What? They need two?”
“They need one. I put in my notice.” The words hit him hard. He waited for her to smile, to say she was kidding, but she didn’t. Instead she continued to type, avoiding his eye contact.
“You did what?”
“I’m leaving this company.”
“Why?” he demanded, leaning down closer so no one could eavesdrop, “Not because of last night?”
She looked at him now, her eyes full of pain. “You don’t get to ask me that, Caide. You don’t get to ask me why and you don’t get to care.”
“Of course I care. How can you say that? You can’t just leave because you’re mad at me. It’s not fair. You’ll regret it if you leave like this.”
She frowned at him, shaking her head and whispering heatedly, “I am not leaving because of you, first of all, so screw you. I’m leaving for me. This is the first thing I’ve done for me in so long I can’t even remember, so no, I’m not going to regret it. Thanks for caring.”
“Blaire, please—”
“I’m busy, Caide, you should go.” She threw his words back at him like knives, each word piercing his heart.
“Fine.” He walked away, pacing himself to allow her to call him back, maybe even to follow him. She didn’t.
***
It was after seven and Caide still hadn’t been able to focus on his work. How dare she just leave? If he wasn’t home soon Rachael would go crazy. He grabbed his files and locked them in a drawer, sighing. He opened his office door to find Bart Meachum standing in his doorway, hand in the air prepared to knock.
Meachum laughed. “Caide, I was just coming to ask where the party was?”
“Sir?”
“It seems the entire office stayed late tonight. I was just wondering if I’d missed something.”
Caide stepped out of his office to glance around and saw Blaire and Brian both working busily at their desks. He smiled at Meachum. “I guess you’re right. No one gave me the memo either.”
Meachum patted him on the shoulder. “Go home, Caide, get some rest. We’ll see you in the morning.”
Caide watched him leave the office happily. As the door shut behind him, Caide found himself walking toward Brian’s desk. “Big day today?”
“Yes, sir,” Brian said, still jotting something down on a sheet of paper before looking up. “It’s been hectic. I’m just about finished for the night. I just didn’t want to leave anything unfinished, especially after I bailed on you the other night with dinner.”
“Don’t worry about that. We all have lives outside of this place, sometimes I think we forget that. Don’t give it another thought though, go home whenever you’re ready. This will all be here tomorrow.”
Brian let out a relieved sigh. “Can I be honest?”
“Sure.”
“I overheard Mr. Mason and Blaire talking about interviews for a new secretary. I’ve been worried all day. I didn’t know we had any open positions, so I kind of assumed—”
“That we were firing you?” Caide laughed. “Brian, no. We wouldn’t want to lose you, trust me, you’re the best assistant I’ve ever had. The decision to ever let you go would ultimately be mine, so trust me when I say that as long as you want a job here, it’s yours.”
With that being said, Brian began to stack up his paperwork, filing it in a drawer. “Thanks. I’m going to head on out then, if you’re sure there’s nothing else you need tonight?”
“I’m positive. We’ll see you in the morning.”
As he left, Caide made his way to Blaire’s desk, realizing that they were the only two left in the building gave him a certain thrill.
“What are you still doing here?”
Without responding she handed him a list containing seven names. Caide looked it over. “And this is?”
“That,” she began, finally looking up at him, “is a list of potential candidates
She smiled, looking down and beginning to type something on her computer. “The candidates for Mason and Meachum’s new secretary.”
“What? They need two?”
“They need one. I put in my notice.” The words hit him hard. He waited for her to smile, to say she was kidding, but she didn’t. Instead she continued to type, avoiding his eye contact.
“You did what?”
“I’m leaving this company.”
“Why?” he demanded, leaning down closer so no one could eavesdrop, “Not because of last night?”
She looked at him now, her eyes full of pain. “You don’t get to ask me that, Caide. You don’t get to ask me why and you don’t get to care.”
“Of course I care. How can you say that? You can’t just leave because you’re mad at me. It’s not fair. You’ll regret it if you leave like this.”
She frowned at him, shaking her head and whispering heatedly, “I am not leaving because of you, first of all, so screw you. I’m leaving for me. This is the first thing I’ve done for me in so long I can’t even remember, so no, I’m not going to regret it. Thanks for caring.”
“Blaire, please—”
“I’m busy, Caide, you should go.” She threw his words back at him like knives, each word piercing his heart.
“Fine.” He walked away, pacing himself to allow her to call him back, maybe even to follow him. She didn’t.
***
It was after seven and Caide still hadn’t been able to focus on his work. How dare she just leave? If he wasn’t home soon Rachael would go crazy. He grabbed his files and locked them in a drawer, sighing. He opened his office door to find Bart Meachum standing in his doorway, hand in the air prepared to knock.
Meachum laughed. “Caide, I was just coming to ask where the party was?”
“Sir?”
“It seems the entire office stayed late tonight. I was just wondering if I’d missed something.”
Caide stepped out of his office to glance around and saw Blaire and Brian both working busily at their desks. He smiled at Meachum. “I guess you’re right. No one gave me the memo either.”
Meachum patted him on the shoulder. “Go home, Caide, get some rest. We’ll see you in the morning.”
Caide watched him leave the office happily. As the door shut behind him, Caide found himself walking toward Brian’s desk. “Big day today?”
“Yes, sir,” Brian said, still jotting something down on a sheet of paper before looking up. “It’s been hectic. I’m just about finished for the night. I just didn’t want to leave anything unfinished, especially after I bailed on you the other night with dinner.”
“Don’t worry about that. We all have lives outside of this place, sometimes I think we forget that. Don’t give it another thought though, go home whenever you’re ready. This will all be here tomorrow.”
Brian let out a relieved sigh. “Can I be honest?”
“Sure.”
“I overheard Mr. Mason and Blaire talking about interviews for a new secretary. I’ve been worried all day. I didn’t know we had any open positions, so I kind of assumed—”
“That we were firing you?” Caide laughed. “Brian, no. We wouldn’t want to lose you, trust me, you’re the best assistant I’ve ever had. The decision to ever let you go would ultimately be mine, so trust me when I say that as long as you want a job here, it’s yours.”
With that being said, Brian began to stack up his paperwork, filing it in a drawer. “Thanks. I’m going to head on out then, if you’re sure there’s nothing else you need tonight?”
“I’m positive. We’ll see you in the morning.”
As he left, Caide made his way to Blaire’s desk, realizing that they were the only two left in the building gave him a certain thrill.
“What are you still doing here?”
Without responding she handed him a list containing seven names. Caide looked it over. “And this is?”
“That,” she began, finally looking up at him, “is a list of potential candidates