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COREY: TODAY

(Present Day)

San Francisco, California & In the Air

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SUBJECT: FWD: REQUESTINGoff days.

Corey,

Can you please have someone on your team find out what the hell my little sister is up to? She’s been late to work every day and requesting off days like crazy for some reason.

Jonathan Statham

CEO of Statham Industries

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SUBJECT: RE: FWD: REQUESTINGoff days.

Jonathan,

Sure. I’ll handle this investigation personally.

Corey Walters

Chief of Cybersecurity

Cyber Security, Data Protection, & Trusts

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I’M OFFICIALLY GOINGto hell...

I set my phone in the cup-rest and looked over at Hayley as she settled next to me on my private plane. Looking beautiful as always, she was wearing a short grey dress and nude heels, the complete opposite of what she’d need for where I was taking her this weekend.

“You don’t think he’ll drop by my house while we’re gone do you?” she asked. “Like, he’s not that crazy, right?”

“He is that crazy.” I smiled. “But no, he won’t stop by.”

Because he foolishly trusts me.

“Good to know.” She opened her purse and pulled out a bouquet of white roses.

I was about to ask her who the flowers were from, but she pulled out a pair of scissors and began cutting the bloom off each one, cursing under her breath each time. Then she tossed the stems and the torn buds into the trash pouch.

Her mom, again.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Walters, Miss Smith.” The flight attendant set two bottles of water and a bowl of strawberries in front of Hayley. “I’ll be flying with you two to your destination today. Per Mr. Walters orders, I’ll be in the private space at the rear, but if you need me, simply press the silver button on the armrest, okay?”

“Okay.” Hayley smiled and waited for her to walk away. “I think you’re the reason I got addicted to strawberries when I was younger.”

“No, you used to steal them out of my fridge while I was sleeping in bed,” I said. “You did that to yourself.”

She laughed and popped a strawberry into her mouth. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going on this real date?”

“I will when we get in the air.”

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