The Impossible Clue by Sarah Rubin

Author:Sarah Rubin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chicken House

When we finally arrived at Delgado Industries, the chauffeur made his way through the car park and towards the back of the building. He parked and came around the side, opening the door for Sammy. I let myself out.

‘My dad’s private entrance is back here. I told him we were coming this morning. He’ll let us in.’

Sammy led me up a few steps to a large metal door with a keypad lock and intercom. He pressed the buzzer.

‘Dad, it’s me.’

The door clicked and Sammy pulled with all his strength. It came open, but so slowly it was like watching the glaciers recede. I grabbed on and helped.

Mr Delgado sat back in his swivel chair with his legs propped up on his desk. Across from him in a low metal chair sat a very young, very eager-looking reporter. She must have been a new recruit. Mr Delgado was on the phone and she didn’t even have her Dictaphone running. Dad would have had a fit. I didn’t know who was on the other end of the line, but Mr Delgado looked very pleased with what they were saying.

‘Well, I’m glad you feel that way,’ he was saying. ‘No, I completely understand. We wouldn’t want you to sign anything without being completely sure. Bad business practice.’

The reporter looked at us and then back at Mr Delgado. I guess she didn’t think we were worth talking to. I shrugged and followed Sammy to a hard leather couch on the other side of the room. She obviously wasn’t a crime reporter; she would have pounced on us in a heartbeat. Maybe someone from the lifestyle section?

Mr Delgado’s office was a large, airy room. One wall was made entirely of glass, which surprised me since it had looked solid from the other side. Now I could see Sammy’s chauffeur reading the paper in the front seat of the town car. No one coming to visit Mr Delgado would ever have the element of surprise.

‘It’s one-way,’ Sammy said when he saw me staring at the window. ‘You can see out, but not in. They invented it here.’

I had to admit, I was impressed. It was hard not to be. The whole room was designed to inspire awe. A large abstract painting hung on the wall behind Mr Delgado, bold splashes of paint arcing across the canvas. A gold and mahogany nameplate that read ‘Dr Samuel G Delgado PhD’ sat on the front of his desk. It looked brand new. He must have ordered it as soon as he heard the university was giving him an honorary degree. I wondered how long he’d been waiting to be able to call himself a doctor.

‘Dad likes to entertain clients here, that’s why he’s got the separate door. He uses it if he’s making deals with people he doesn’t want the competition to know about. That way they can come in and out without anyone knowing. And he’s the only one with a key to his office, so no one can interrupt him.

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