Winning Snow White by Maggie Dallen

Author:Maggie Dallen [Dallen, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Jenna skipped out on work on Friday. She told herself it was so she could do some more digging on the firm and its employees but she couldn’t lie to herself for long. And even if she could, Mackenzie wouldn’t let her get away with it.

“You’re running scared, you little chicken!”

Mackenzie had shown up at her apartment around lunchtime after a morning of texting back and forth about recent developments. Apparently Mack hadn’t been satisfied with her one-word responses and had taken it upon herself to continue the grilling in person.

“I’m not running,” Jenna tried to say, but her response was drowned out by Mackenzie’s chicken noises. When she finally stopped clucking, Jenna tried again. “I’m not running, I just had some work to do that was better done outside the office. I wouldn’t be a terribly good spy if I dug into employee backgrounds right in front of the employees, now would I?”

Mackenzie just rolled her eyes as she fell onto Jenna’s overstuffed sofa. “So you’re a spy now, Snow White?”

Jenna shrugged. “If the shoe fits, Cinderella.”

Mackenzie let out a snort of a laugh. “Cute. So what have you uncovered so far?”

She shifted a bit and feigned interest in the emails on her phone. “Um, not much.” Not much, as in nothing at all. She’d barely given the investigation a thought this week. She’d been far too distracted by the mysterious detective. But the two were surely related, right? So maybe her preoccupation hadn’t been a total waste. “Have you learned anything new from your sources on why Hunter McCaffrey would be undercover at the firm?”

Mackenzie shook her head. “Nah, I asked around but I think my sudden interest in a retired detective might have stirred up some suspicion so I laid off the questions.”

Jenna sighed. “So we’re still at square one when it comes to Hunter’s reasons for being at your dad’s office.”

Mackenzie managed to look offended while also helping herself to some of Jenna’s lunch of reheated leftovers. “Have you no faith? You’ll bring him to this stupid shindig tonight and I will work my magic. If I can get mafia members to spill their secrets, I’m pretty sure I can handle one curmudgeonly, old detective.”

“He’s not a curmudgeon.” Or old. Well, not too old, at least. But she didn’t say that out loud because Mackenzie would inevitably ask—too old for what?

To date? Hardly. She’d determined immediately that he was not her type. So what then? To sleep with?

Maybe.

Before her imagination got too carried away with that possibility, Mackenzie interrupted. “Of course he’s a curmudgeon. I’ve never met the man, but I already have an image of him in my head.”

Jenna laughed. “Oh yeah, and what’s that?”

“He’s the strong, silent type,” Mackenzie said.

Jenna kept quiet. She was right about that.

“Maybe just a little too earnest for your liking.”

Crap, her stepsister wasn’t bad at this guessing game.

“Probably a solid guy with a hero complex.” Mackenzie was studying Jenna’s face as she talked as if Hunter’s M.O. was written there.

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