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Did she think I was just here to bang the boss? I swallow a snotty response. “Yeah. The island time reminded us how well we work as a team.”
Viola would have been completely snarky about that, but Kenna pokes at the eraser on the end of the pencil, not meeting my gaze.
She’s acting awfully guilty.
“Well, if you hear anything about Viola, let me know. It would be hard for her to bail on her job. She has a lifestyle to keep, and she’s always on the verge of maxing out her credit cards. She can’t afford to quit without somewhere to go.”
“You going to talk to HR?” Their offices are right across the hall.
“Nah. I’ll see how it plays out.” She hops off the desk and disappears into the corridor.
Now that was something. Kenna seemed cool and interesting on the cruise, but I’m not sure I can figure her out at all.
I order curry takeout for Rhett to eat with me in his office, and bring it in between his phone calls.
“Any word from Luke?” I ask, balancing both containers as I kick the door closed.
Rhett looks all business behind his desk in a white button-down, his suit jacket slung over the back of his tall leather chair.
“Yeah. He says it was definitely IT, and they knew what they were doing. The logs from eighteen days ago are deleted and unrecoverable.”
So probably not Kenna. “They covered their tracks.” I set his lunch in front of him.
He picks up the chopsticks. “Yup.”
I sit opposite him and pop open my container. “Are we ever going to know who actually changed the requisitions?”
“Maybe not, but we do have the paper filings. Gloria has pulled most of them.” He slides a folder across the table.
I take a quick bite of curry, and I open to the first page. Each requisition to the fake company is on top of a paid requisition to the original company for the same amount, same date. Only the client ID, company name, and address have been changed. I flip through them. A few have additional notes about what was provided—the unnecessary logo, some old lead lists.
I aim the chopsticks at the pages. “So that proves I didn’t even lose the company any money, although I brought you fake documents to sign.”
Rhett tucks his tie inside his shirt to avoid getting food on it. I always loved watching him do that.
“And I signed them. I call that equally guilty.”
“So what do we do?”
“Sarah insists on a company meeting.”
I sit up straight. He’s been talking to her about this? “What does she know?”
“She knew about the marketing issue from the beginning.” He hesitates. “From before I fired you.”
The curry becomes a lump in my belly. “Was she the one who told you to act quickly?”
“Sarah comes from a more cutthroat environment than Dougherty. It’s her instinct to remedy a situation with swift, decisive action.”
My face feels like it’s on fire. “Then maybe she’s not a good fit here.”
Rhett maintains that controlled expression I associate with him before the cruise. “Sarah has been helpful to me. She has more experience.”
I concentrate on slowing my breathing. Sarah can bite me. She’s the reason Rhett didn’t slow down and investigate before kicking me out of here.
Rhett lets out a long breath and leans over to cover my hand with his. He’s back to beingmyRhett. “Don’t be upset, Bailey. It wasn’t personal.”
“It was to me.”
