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But she was awake and dressed for work. Yes, it was Sunday, but Andrew had asked her to come by the office for a few hours, and given that she had been away in London, she did have some other stuff to catch up on as well.
She made sure she arrived earlier than Andrew to get a head start but was immediately interrupted when her phone rang.
“Blakely Cohen?”
“Yes, this is her. Can I help you?”
“It’s Todd Burton—”
“Did you say Todd Burton?”
“Yes, it’s Todd.”
“Oh my gosh. Todd, how are you?”
“Well, the strangest thing in my life just happened. So there’s that.”
Blakely remained quiet. She had no idea why he was calling her, and what strangest thing in his life was he talking about?
“So these three guys—”
“Did you say three guys?” Blakely bit her lip. Why was she having such a hard time understanding Todd?
“Yeah, British guys.”
Oh god, she groaned on the inside.
“They broke my nose, Blakely. They fucking broke my nose and rearranged my face, like real bad—”
“Oh my god, Todd, are you in the hospital? I’m so sorry.”
What the hell were they thinking? Why would they go and beat up her ex-boyfriend?
“Here’s where it gets strange. So they beat me up and told me that’s for touching you, and I told them I didn’t. They meant that it was for kissing you, holding your hand, whatever.
“Then they fucking get me to some really fancy private hospital and pay for the bill to fix my face. And then they gave me five fucking million dollars for being a prick about taking your virginity, and that was their thank-you to me for being a pussy. Like I can’t even tell you how confused I am.”
Well, that made two of them. What the hell were they thinking?
“And the only reason I called was because they told me to call you just this one time or I was going to wind up dead, and I fucking believe them, man. But I’m supposed to call you and ask if you want me to say anything to you.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. Do you want me to say I’m sorry for being a dick? I’ll say it, man.”
“No, Todd, I don’t want you to say anything to me. We’re good. I hope you quickly recover so you can spend all that money.”
“Are you sure that isn’t some test? Those guys are fucking psycho underneath their posh accents.”
Evidently so, Blakely realized, but somehow, it made her smile.
“It’s not a test. Nothing is ever going to happen to you. I promise. Seriously, you have my word. Go and enjoy all that money. You earned it. Bye, Todd, I wish you well.”
She had no idea how to feel. But she certainly couldn’t stop smiling.
Any further ponderings were promptly put on hold when Andrew arrived and called her into his office. He was in a surprisingly good mood, by the looks of things.
“Blakely, I have another task for you.” Andrew smiled.
