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The project I was assigned to before I was fired was for a company H&H was absorbing, named Bluetower. I managed contracts on the healthcare side of H&H, but Bluetower was IT. I questioned it but was told it was given to me and to push the contract through. It was a small tech startup with some new technology they were working on. Something seemed off, but I couldn’t tell what it was. I never finished researching the project to find out.
Unfortunately, my access is limited to the documents I downloaded to the flash drive the day I was fired, and no one from Bluetower will return my calls. So today I am taking a little field trip.
The parking lot is empty. I double-check the address. This is the place. The building says Bluetower in big bright letters, but it’s the middle of the day and my car is the only one here. I see no security cameras, so I park and get out to take a peek. The windows are wrapped in full-coverage decals that match the website branding, blocking the view inside. I search LinkedIn, employees are listed but even the photos don’t look right. They’re too perfect. They’reallpretty. I don’t mean tostereotype, but what are the odds of anentireteam of tech geniuses looking like they stepped out of GQ?
I dial the number for Bluetower one more time. It’s an automated line, but no one answers and all the extensions seem to go in circles. Looks like I will have to bust out the big guns.
I get back in my car and drive to the only payphone left in town and pull out my quarters. Every billionaire worth their salt hasa guy. Seven is my family’sguy, and I need him to come through for me on this. I’ve never met him, probably never will. He’s not exactly on the up and up, but it’s not my business. His number is on a piece of paper my parents instructed me to keep in my wallet in case ofspecial emergencies. This emergency is more of a Hail Mary.
It rings twice before he answers. My eyes sweep the surroundings for people. I don’t need anyone eavesdropping on what I’m about to ask.
“Jordana Landry. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
So creepy.I take another glance around and furrow my brow. “How did you know it was me?”
“A good magician never reveals his secrets.”
I don’t even want to know the secrets this guy holds. If someone told me he knew the nuclear launch codes, I wouldn’t blink an eye.
“I need a favor.”
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“Christ Almighty, Conway, what are you looking at? Game is that way.” I point in front of us from the bench.
This dumb motherfucker has been staring up at the WAGs box all night. It’s grating on my nerves.
He shakes his head. “Man, you gotta get your attitude under control.”
“The fuck are you talking about?”
“I dunno, you’re on edge. You got some personal shit going on?”
Yeah, I went for a ride with Jordan, which was great until she told me she wanted to get her own apartment. It’s not the right move, and I don’t understand what the hurry is. I brought up the sex we had, and she put me in my place by telling me I’m a fuckboy, which kinda irritated me, and I’m annoyed because she’s right. We are friends with benefits, that’s it. The sex we had wasjustsex.
“I’m fine,” I snap.
When I look over, Barrett’s gazing toward the box again. It’s like I’m talking to myself.
“Does Raleigh have her tits out or something? Why do you keep looking up there?”
“Look, you dead-hearted asshole, my wife is pregnant. So, when I’m not on the ice, I’m gonna keep an eye on her.”
I knew something was up before he even announced the pregnancy, he’s been overly protective of Raleigh and Arthur, more than usual.
Taking a deep breath, I shake my head. Love makes people lose their minds. I cross my arms. “My heart isn’t dead, it’s sleeping. Besides, my dick pulls the weight around here.”
“I’m sure it does—with all the fucking hardware you have shoved through it. That thing probably has a tow hitch.”
“It does. I towed your mom to my place last week.” I wink.
“Finally break that dry spell of yours, eh?”
How does he know I had a dry spell?Operative word beinghad. Damn it, my thoughts are back to Jordan.
“I’d rather have a dry spell here and there than be saddled down with one pussy for the rest of my life. Haven’t you ever heard variety is the spice of life?” The words taste sour in my mouth.
