Case 92 by Shiralyn J. Lee

Author:Shiralyn J. Lee [Lee, Shiralyn J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00THTBOSC
Goodreads: 24926996
Publisher: Shiralyn J. Lee
Published: 2015-02-11T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Entering the lobby, Victor was sitting at his desk and talking on the phone. He covered the mouthpiece with his hand and gave me his usual nod and daily smile—followed by, “Good morning Miss. Bleu.” I nodded back and continued to the elevator.

Reaching my floor, the doors slid open and as I stepped out Cheri Bourque came trotting toward me. “Hold the door,” she squealed. Her skirt too tight around her legs for her to run properly, she scurried over the marble floor—her stilettos irritatingly tapping. I was confronted with a low cut chiffon top filled with breasts the size of chickens and a mouthful of her strong perfume as she brushed past me and entered the elevator. Before I could walk away she stopped the door from closing. “You don’t think much of me, do you, Paige?” she said.

I turned around to look at her and smirked. Did I really have time for this? It was bad enough having a girlfriend at home that I had to explain myself to and an ex-girlfriend that I now found myself working on the same case who seemed to think that I owed her. “I don’t think much of you? How would you know what I think?”

“You look at me with disgust in your eyes. I see it, I’m not some stupid ditzy idiot who doesn’t notice these things. Do you honestly think that I would be working here if I was stupid? Think about it, Paige! And don’t think that I didn’t know about your little bets about me. Perhaps there are some situations that need to happen in order to find out information. Do you honestly think that I enjoy fucking married men, had not one of you considered that I may be working on something that none of you were EVER going to be privy to? Your private detective didn’t think to delve too far into my background, did he? All of you were only interested in whether I was fucking Jeremy Dorn or not. Well I was!! Screw you, Paige, screw the lot of you for thinking that you’re all better than me when I have more intelligence than the lot of you put together!” Her face had turned a deep shade red and her breathing had enhanced from her anger. With her eyes wide, her nostrils flared, she pressed the button for the door to close.

At least now I understood why Mike had kept her on the books for so long. The sneaky bitch has been snitching on Jeremy Dorn. I continued along the hallway to my office, where before reaching it, I noticed that the door was wide open. This was my personal office and I held the key.

“Instead of standing out in the hallway, I can only assume, looking bewildered. Why don’t you come in, Paige?” Rosa called from inside.

I closed the door behind me—removed my jacket and hung it over the back of my chair and then proceeded to sit behind my desk. “I don’t care much for people gaining entry into my office when I’m not here, Rosa.

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