Driven (Leipfold Book 1) by Dane Cobain

Author:Dane Cobain [Cobain, Dane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen: A Grip on the Case

LEIPFOLD’S MOOD changed quickly, like the flip of a light switch. He cycled home to grab a shower. Maile assumed he’d take the chance to get some sleep, but he was back within the hour looking fresher than ever. He breezed airily into the office like a new man, ready to go over the case all over again.

Twenty minutes later, his mood changed again, and he snapped at Maile for humming a tune while finalising her latest report on the agency’s runaway creative. It was dull, unpleasant work, so she had her headphones half on and half off with one ear free to listen for the phone. She didn’t even know she was humming until Leipfold shouted, “Shut the hell up so I can think for a minute!”

Maile acquiesced, and fifteen minutes later he was in a good mood again. He made Maile a cup of coffee by way of an apology and then sat down beside her to take a look at the day’s crossword. It took them eight and a half minutes.

“Not bad,” Leipfold murmured, cutting it out of the paper and adding it to his collection, which he kept in a folder in his bottom drawer. “Not bad at all, especially with no sleep and not enough coffee. Today’s going to be a good day.”

Leipfold started whistling a tune. Maile recognised it as the same one she’d been humming earlier, a nu-metal song from the turn of the century that her boss had probably never heard before.

“I’m in a good mood, Maile,” Leipfold said. “A very good mood.”

“You are? Why’s that, then?”

“No reason,” Leipfold replied. “None at all. Listen, why don’t you take the day off today? It’s not like I’m going to need you.”

Maile glared at him. Without meaning to, he’d hurt her feelings, just like everyone else always did. That’s why she hated getting close to people, but Leipfold was different, or so she’d thought. But he wasn’t being a dick. He was just tactless, and her gaze softened slightly as she realised he thought he was doing something nice for her. And so she did as he suggested and headed home.

But she wasn’t done working. Not by a long shot. She had a couple of lines of enquiry to follow up on, as well as some new marketing ideas that might just save the business. Kat was out, of course. She had a proper job to go to in a shiny office in the city centre where coffee was covered by the company and bosses gave presentations about share prices and returns on investment. But that meant that Maile had the place to herself, and she could lounge around with her feet up while she trawled the net and made notes about whatever she was able to find. And because it was, after all, her day off, she also played a little Warcraft.

* * *

Jack Cholmondeley was worried.

He was sitting alone in his office, squeezing blue stress putty between his powerful fingers.

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