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Nico

Why?

The takeover guy stepped in a few times.

Rory

The guy from lunch?

Yeah.

Rory

Boys, he’s hot. Like call the fire department and hose me off hot.

Owen

Aren’t you engaged?

Rory

I’m not dead.

Back to Anders!

Nico

What time do you want us there?

Can you do six?

Jakob

Done

Owen

Yes

Rory

Finally

Casey

I’ll be there. Daddy agreed this is more important, so I’ll go in a little late.

Thank you all. I really, really appreciate it.

CHAPTER SIX

EMIL

“We need to speak with you. Now.” John’s announcement came as he barged into my office, followed by his mother, I assumed representing HR, and two people from finance. John was less polished than I’d ever seen. Usually, he had slicked-back hair and polished shoes. Today, his suit was rumpled and his shoes were dull.

“Come on in,” I said dryly. John’s mouth was twisted into its usual nasty smirk. His mother looked self-satisfied, but the two finance people looked concerned. I decided to start with them. “Is there a problem?”

When John began to speak, I held up a hand and nodded for the finance people to go ahead.