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Christopher merely blinked. “You’re…You mean, you’re going to help me get out of this blackmail? How? You don’t even know me. And I still have no clue who you are.”
With an impatient sigh, I stuck out my hand. “Kaitlynn. Nice to meet you.” When he hesitantly shook with me, I returned to all business. “Now… Anyone being blackmailed by Lana is immediately on the same side as me, so… If I’m going to attempt to help you—if you’re not already beyond help—I gotta know what we’re dealing with.”
Blowing out a reluctant breath, Christopher ran a hand through his hair and returned to mumbling, “He cheated on his time card a couple times.”
I blinked. “That’s possible? How is that even possible?” Oh man, I would so suck at a life of crime. I didn’t even know how to cheat on time cards.
A shrug answered me. “Yeah, sure. You just give someone else your key card to clock in for you.”
Lifting a censorious eyebrow, I had to ask, “And was the someone else clocking in for him… You?”
“The point is,” he stressed, not meeting my gaze, “Gavin was clocked in at times he wasn’t here, and she knows it.”
“How many times?” I pressed.
Letting out an aggravated sigh, he ran his hands through his hair again. “I don’t know for sure. Not that many. More than ten, less than twenty.”
My disappointment was palpable. Sighing, I shook my head. “Which means, he probably stole roughly a couple grand from the company?”
He glanced up, his face gray. “When you put it that way, it doesn’t sound so minor.”
“Because it’s really not that minor,” I agreed gently. “Your boyfriend probably should be fired for what he did.”
“But he doesn’t do it anymore,” Christopher insisted, his gaze pleading for me to agree. “Ever since she found out, he’s followed all the rules. I swear.”
I sniffed. “Well, thank goodness getting caught finally put him on the just, honest path.” My voice was full of all the sarcasm I felt.
Christopher stepped close. “You’re not going to tell your boyfriend, are you? Gavin can’t lose his job. He’s up to his eyeballs in medical bills after he had knee surgery this summer. This would put him under for sure. And he’s already battling depression. Hence the reason he missed so much work. I can’t… I don’t even want to think about what would happen to him if he lost his job, too.”
I hated that I always fell victim to sympathy whenever anyone presented me with their sob story. But damn it, I just felt so bad for them. Depression. Medical bills. That poor, poor man.
Then again, no one had forced Gavin, boyfriend of Christopher, to lie and steal from JFI. That wasn’t cool at all.
“Do you still plan on telling Lana who that blonde-headed tart was you saw in the elevator with Ezra Nash?” I countered.
He frowned and shook his head. “I never called you a tart.”
I lifted my eyebrows like I didn’t buy it, even though I’m sure Lana had come up with the term all on her own.
Panic clouded his features. “I have to tell her,” he practically whined. “She lets Gavin keep his job if I tell her things.”
“But we were literally just standing there in that elevator, and you made it sound to her like we were having sex against the wall or something.”
He snorted. “Oh, I think you two were doing more than just standing there. You were totally making babies with your eyes.”
I frowned, really disappointed in myself that I’d ever had any kind of interest in this guy, just as the elevator doors dinged open.
Ezra began to step in with us, his briefcase held down to his side, only to jerk to a stop when he realized who was already inside.
The urge to ask if we were the only three people to ever ride this damn elevator filled me, but instead, I offered him a weak smile and wave. “Hey.”
He quirked an eyebrow, still glancing between me and Christopher.
“Well, this is certainly a reverse.”
Sighing, I grabbed his arm and jerked him into the lift with us before the doors could close. Christopher’s face filled with alarm. His eyes were wide as they focused on me, begging me to keep silent.
Hmm… Should I be loyal to the spy Christopher who was trying to protect his time-cheating boyfriend, or loyal to Ezra who’d rocked my world not even two hours ago?
