Montreal (International Guy Book 6) by Audrey Carlan

Author:Audrey Carlan [Carlan, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2018-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

7

The door to my conference space opens with what seems like a thundering creaking sound, hitting my hungover mind like a hammer banging against my temple. I grind my teeth through the pain and swallow down the bile that wants to come up.

Eloise Gagnon enters. “I believe I’m next for my interview,” she says in a small voice while opening the door more fully.

I nod. “Yes, come in. Have a seat, Ms. Gagnon.”

“Eloise is fine.” She smiles slightly, but there isn’t much sincerity behind the gesture. Almost as if she’s done it out of habit, because it’s what someone does upon meeting a new person.

The woman is petite and thin, very little curve to her form, which is shown clearly through the jeans and long-sleeved V-necked shirt she’s wearing. On her feet are a pair of simple ballet flats. Her brown hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail at her nape. The black-rimmed glasses actually add to her appeal rather than take away from it. She looks young, just out of college, but her file puts her closer to my age.

“I’m Parker Ellis. I assume you know why I’m here?” I ask the same question I’ve asked every employee so far.

“Yes. To discuss productivity, but I imagine it has more to do with the fact that there’ve been some pretty serious product leaks.”

I narrow my gaze. “And what would make you think that?” My spidey sense has taken notice.

She shrugs. “Makes sense. Company loses a lot of money because of our competitors launching a similar product before us, so it would stand to reason that we have an internal problem of some kind.”

I lean back in my chair, dragging my fingers along the pencil I’m holding until it falls to the table’s wood surface with a whack. Once it’s down, I pick it back up and repeat the process. It’s a technique I mastered back in Harvard during a course on interrogation techniques. I had a real ball-busting business analysis class. I’ve found the practice tends to annoy people, which can cause them to slip up and reveal information they were trying to hold back.

Her gaze flicks to the pencil as I repeat the same process over and over. She flinches when it smacks the table again, but I pretend not to notice by making a show of skimming her file.

“And what do you do here?”

“I’m one of the coders.”

“Oh, then you work with that new hire, Wendy.”

I lift my head to watch her facial expressions. A look of disgust comes across her face, then disappears in an instant. “Yeah, I guess.”

“Sounds like you have some feelings about the new hire. Anything you care to share?”

She purses her lips. “Just not sure why they hired her when I could have taken on the extra load, worked with Kidd directly.”

“Kidd?”

“Yeah, the director of the department. We always used to work together perfectly.”

Interesting. There’s something in the way she speaks that has needle pricks prodding at my temples, but the pain from last night’s escapade is clouding my thought processes a little.

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