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can’t get an interview, I’d settle for something scandalous like a photo of him howling at the moon.”
    Oh, is that all?
    She inched forward. “Do you really believe he’s a werewolf?”
    “Recluse, eccentric, werewolf, vampire, I don’t care what he is, as long as it helps me sell papers.”
    Okey, dokey. Jenna’s lips thinned. She didn’t like the direction this conversation was taking.
    “One page on Aidan Fortier would get us both out of this town and into the journalistic big leagues,” he said.
    Jenna didn’t care about the ‘big leagues’. All she wanted was to earn enough money to give Ethan a good legal fight.
    “I didn’t come here to write gossip pieces or fiction. Had I known that you’d have me looking for Bigfoot on my first day, I wouldn’t have bothered to apply for the job.”
    “Aidan Fortier isn’t Bigfoot,” Paul said.
    “Well he sure as heck isn’t a werewolf!” Jenna snapped. “What someone does with their spare time is none of our business, as long as they aren’t harming anyone.”
    She had experienced firsthand what lies and sensationalism could do to someone’s reputation. That had been the first blow Ethan Manning had struck after cheating her out of her garage.
    Instead of a David meets Goliath story, the press had sided with her ex and made her out to be a lying, thieving, gold-digger. Customers stopped bringing their cars in for repair long before Ethan put locks and chains on the doors.
    Jenna had managed to hang onto the land the garage had been built on, but if she didn’t get legal help soon, she’d lose it, too.
    “How dedicated are you to this job?” Paul asked.
    “What do you mean?” Jenna didn’t have enough cash to leave town.
    “I hired you, even though technically you didn’t have enough experience.”
    “Thank you again for giving me a chance.” It pained her to say those words.
    Paul sneered. “I don’t want your thanks. I want you to get an interview with Aidan Fortier or some information about his private life. If you do that, it would go a long way toward proving to me that you are committed. That you deserve this job,” he said. “I’d hate to think that I’d made a mistake by giving you the position.”
    “You haven’t.”
    “Then prove it!” He bellowed. “Reporting isn’t about being nice. It’s about uncovering the truth.”
    Jenna’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not talking about the truth. You’re talking about sensationalism and possible slander.”
    Paul leaned forward. “The truth comes in many forms. Some just pay better than others.”
    Jenna’s stomach knotted. Manipulating the facts to accommodate an agenda wasn’t her idea of journalism. And ultimately that’s what Paul was asking her to do.
    Any other time, she’d tell him to stick this job up his butt, but Jenna was down to her last fifty and pride wouldn’t buy food or gas. Still, she didn’t like the idea of taking advantage of someone who’d shown her kindness.
    “I’ll give it some thought.” She choked on the words as they lodged in her throat.
    “You do that.” Paul gave her a knowing glance. “I expect you to report back to me in the morning with your answer.”
    Jenna left his office, nausea replacing her earlier hunger. Molly stood nearby, casually flicking through back issues of the Gazette. The second Jenna appeared she pounced.
    “So what’s he like?” Molly asked.
    “Paul?”
    Molly frowned. “No, Aidan,” she said. “Everyone knows that Paul is an asshole.”
    “I heard that, Molly,” he said.
    “Knew you would,” she said.
    Jenna sighed. At least that was one thing they could agree upon. “Aidan seemed like any other mega successful business man. Slightly aloof. Cultured. Intense.” And way too sexy for his own good.
    There it was again. That unbidden attraction that cropped up every time she thought about the man.
    “What does he look like?” Molly asked.
    Jenna shrugged. “Dark hair. Longish. Tall.”
    “You’re