Savagely by Krista Holt

Author:Krista Holt [Holt, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: book two
Publisher: Old Bordeaux Press
Published: 2018-10-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 20

Reagan

MONDAY IS HEARTLESS IN ITS arrival.

I’m wide-awake, staring at the ceiling, when my alarm goes off. Rolling over, I glare at the ugly little clock before silencing it with a slap.

The rest of the weekend went by in a daze. I swung between crying, staring at the wall, ignoring Becca when she knocked on my bedroom door, and frantically dialing Nic’s number, only to listen to his nonexistent voicemail disconnect the call. I begged Simmons to let me see him, but he refused.

Thoughts of going to New York and trying to find Nic dissipated as soon as they formed. I wouldn’t know the first place to look. And even if by chance I was able to find him, Simmons swore they’d never let me speak to him. There wasn’t anything I could do. Except call his phone and practice apologies I may never get to give. I’ve never felt so useless. Guilty and useless.

The idea of going to work makes me want to hide. I can’t face anyone today. I need to be alone. After shooting Scott a quick email, telling him I won’t be coming into work today, I roll back over and hide my face in the pillow.

Until my Blackberry rings.

“What?” I answer with a groan.

“Reagan?” Cameron replies.

“Sir. I’m sorry.” I sit up quickly. “Yes, it’s Reagan, what can I do for you?”

“Scott told me you weren’t feeling well, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to come in today.”

“With all due respect, I don’t know how helpful I’ll be.”

“I understand, but there’s been some developments in the investigation. The whistleblower has decided to come in.”

“What?”

“He’s agreed to testify in front of the committee in an hour. Can you get here by then?”

“Yes, of course.” Flinging back the sheets, I scramble off the bed. “You said he…?”

“It’s a man, that’s all I know.”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

I race to my closet and grab a pair of black cigarette pants and a white button-down. After hurrying to get everything buttoned and zipped, I yank a burgundy blazer off its hanger and rush out of the apartment.

By the time I arrive at the office, Scott and Cameron are in the hallway, waiting.

“Great, you made it.” Cameron nods politely. “Let’s go then.”

We follow him toward a hidden internal staircase and through a heavy fire door. I throw Scott a questioning glance, wanting to know more, but he just shrugs non-committedly.

Without another word, Cameron leads us down three flights of stairs and into the Oversight Committee hearing room.

“What is going on?” I finally ask Scott while Cameron is busy greeting another ranking member. “I thought the investigation was done.”

“Me too, but I guess having the whistleblower decide to come forward mitigates the risk of continuing the investigation.”

“And this doesn’t seem too good to be true to anybody else?”

“I had that same thought.”

“Scott, Reagan.” Cameron gestures for us to follow him down the aisle lined with navy blue carpet, and past the two rows of dark wood benches where the members of the committee sit, to the Chairman’s seat.

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