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Yeah, hard choice.
“He’s being blackmailed into spying for her,” I blurted.
Christopher gasped and clutched his heart as if I’d stabbed him.
“Blackmailed?” Ezra furrowed his eyebrows, letting me know he was listening.
“Yeah. His boyfriend, Gavin, cheated on his time card somewhere between ten and twenty times, and Lana found out about it, so she threatened to fire him if Christopher didn’t spy for her.”
“Oh God,” Christopher uttered, his wide eyes dull with shock and his hand balling into a fist against his chest as if he were having a heart attack. “You told him. You really told him.”
I blinked at him. “Of course I told him. Why are you so shocked? You’re the one who’s so sure he’s my boyfriend and that we do more than just stand in elevators together.”
Ezra lifted his eyebrows at my snarky tone. Then he turned to Christopher. “Why didn’t she just blackmail your boyfriend—not you—into spying for her?”
Christopher’s jaw clenched as if he were going to refuse to speak, but he must’ve changed his mind before he relented with, “She needed someone working under your branch of the company, and he doesn’t.”
“Are you her only spy?”
He hesitated, then said, “I don’t know. But I have a feeling I’m not.”
Ezra nodded slowly as if he believed him. “You must be dating Gavin Smart. In Shirts?”
Christopher shrank a little. “Yes, sir.” After a painful wince, he built enough courage to ask, “Are you going to fire him?” Then he seemed to realize he was in more hot water than he first
suspected, because he added, “Are you going to fire me?”
“He stole from me,” Ezra said. “And you helped him.”
Christopher opened his mouth, most likely to plead his case, but a single look from Ezra shut him up.
“But you want a second chance?” Ezra concluded.
An emphatic nod answered him. “Yes, please.”
“Then you just became a double agent, my friend. If you want Gavin and yourself to get that second chance, you report to me everything you tell Lana… And you convince her you still haven’t discovered who that woman was that you saw with me on the elevator.”
Christopher glanced warily my way before wincing. “Except I think it may be too late for that one,” he announced.
Ezra took a threatening step toward Christopher, his face darkening. “What does that mean?” he growled. “You already told her?”
Dread pooled in my stomach. Just when I thought maybe God was listening and Lana wouldn’t find out about Ezra and me yet, the tables turned, because it sounded as if she already knew.
Christopher shied away from Ezra. “No! It’s just…” He lifted his hands as a shield; they shook like crazy. “She might already know, though. She specifically told me to walk by Brick Carmichael’s office and check out his new secretary to see if she—you—” He motioned to me. “Was the same woman I’d seen in the elevator. And you are.”
Ezra and I shared a telling glance—oh, hell, Lana was already onto us—before he faced Christopher again. “Then you’re just going to tell her no, it wasn’t the same woman. Got it?”
“But—”
“Got… It?”
“Yes, yes. I got it. Whatever. I have no idea why it’s so important for her to know—or not know—who you’re dating anyway, but I got it. Mum’s the word.”
“Good. Keep it that way.”
The elevator door opened… On the second floor. Christopher’s stop. He glanced longingly out to his floor before hesitantly asking, “Is… Is it okay if I go back to my desk and work now?”
Ezra sent him a hard smile as he splayed out a hand. “Please do. And, Christopher?”
