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“That’s where you’re wrong, Collette. I’m going to make you mine, and you’ll regret that you ever had this little tantrum.” I kept my face still as she eyed me, trying to judge how serious I was.

“Do you think you can manage to do your job?” I smirked at her in the most annoying way I could.

She straightened, those lovely breasts prominent and presented me with a false sweet smile. “Yes, sir.”

I ignored the sarcasm. “Very well. Clean up this mess and then return to the conference room where there are a few files I need to have uploaded and then configured for an afternoon meeting.”

“Then we’ll deal with all this mess and your punishment tonight.” I was looking forward to that time to wind down and make her understand her actions had consequences. It would be very enjoyable for me, but I hadn’t decided how much I was going to allow her to enjoy it.

“Fine,” she issued her own challenge. “You’ll be begging me to end the contract when I’m finished with you. I can take anything that you choose to throw at me.”

Chapter 35 Colette

When Rossi was distracted with his headset, I motioned I was going to the bathroom and he had no reason not to believe me. I’d been honest so far and they didn’t know to look for anything out of the ordinary from me.

Any information Ian might have about what happened to my brother would be in the file room.

I’d snagged the key earlier during my tantrum and put it into the drawer with ease. Staying under the radar of two watchful men was going to be the more difficult proposition.

The drawer slid open without a sound. The file with Andrew Simpson’s name written across it was right there in front of me. I pulled it out and looked at it, shivering.

I wanted to know. I didn’t want to know. Seesawing between the two emotions took a lot out of me.

I held the folder in my shaking hands. Who would’ve thought that one file could be held in something so thin? Knowing what happened would alter my life just as effectively as Andy’s death did. A deep breath centered me in the moment.

I might not want to know now, but I needed to know.

I opened the file I’d waited two months to get my hands on and began to read like it was the greatest novel ever published. I devoured every word.

There were all of Andy’s movements for the six months before his death. So it was true. Ian had known where Andy was and what he was doing. There were handwritten notes commenting on different things, as if a private eye had been following him around.

I scanned down the page for anything that stood out or was different from the rest of his life.

Heather Kelly was listed as his girlfriend.

The air was knocked from my lungs. There had been a girlfriend that I knew nothing about.

Was there anything else that I didn’t know about my brother? Had he had an entire life that I knew nothing about? He was gone, but everything was laid out in this file.

There were the names of his parents and how they died. The different foster homes that he’d lived in. If Ian knew all this information, did he know who killed Andy? I flipped through the file searching.

Suddenly, something in the room felt different and alerted me I wasn’t alone.

I turned to find him standing there, watching me. He knew I wasn’t there for work stuff. There wasn’t a good reason for me to be in this room. I’d been caught red-handed.

“This is exactly what it looks like.” I jutted my chin out, ready to defend my position. Trust may have been broken, but I’d needed to do this. I hated explaining myself, but I thought he might give me an opportunity before he tossed me out. Though with Ian Holdt, nothing was certain.

“Then you need to come with me.” He took the file from my hand and returned it to its place in the drawer. “Key?”

Reluctantly, I handed it back to him.

“Satisfied?” I tilted my chin up, keeping defiant. The flat expression and the anger in his eyes made me nervous..

“No, I’m not.” He grabbed my arm and literally dragged me to the elevator. “You’re going to tell me why you were in that room and what other files you got into.”

Rossi followed behind to make sure that I didn’t try to escape.

“If you tell me the truth, then I’ll go easier on you, but that choice is yours. I don’t like corporate spies.”