Page 110 of Falling for the Boss's Son

Grayson looked at Jesse as if he’d somehow save him from being interrogated by Craig.

Instead, Jesse asked a question of his own. “Were you two seeing each other? Romantically?”

The man didn’t say anything, but his body language spoke volumes.

“Right now, my man is backtracking that code. Is it going to lead him to Crystal or to you?” Craig paused. “Or is this all about Sandy?”

“Sandy?” Grayson asked in surprise.

Not missing a beat, Craig continued pressing. “Okay, not Sandy then. Where’s Crystal?”

“I don’t know.”

Craig raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t.” Grayson glanced at his computer screen, then something in him changed. He pressed his lips together and narrowed his eyes. “I’m not saying anything else to either of you.”

“Very well.” Craig wrapped his hand around Grayson’s forearm and lifted him from his chair. “You can make yourself comfortable in my office until my guy has time to do his thing.”

“Stop manhandling me.”

Craig ignored his protests. “Walk.”

Jesse thought Grayson might be stupid enough to resist, but he must have thought better of it.

Figuring Craig could handle Grayson, Jesse parted ways with them at the elevator and headed back to his office. He had no idea how long it would take for Adian to trace the code.

A part of him wanted to call Cassie and give her an update on what was going on, but what did he know really? Grayson and Crystal knew each other. They were possibly in a relationship. And Sandy and Crystal were stepsiblings for two years when they were in elementary school.

It wasn’t exactly news to write home about.

Stephanie was still at her desk when he returned. She studied him. “Everything all right? You took off like your office was on fire.”

“Yeah. I just realized something needed my immediate attention.” He could tell by the look on her face she didn’t believe him, but he wasn’t ready to share. Not yet. Not until they knew something for certain. “I’ll be in my office if anyone needs me.”

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Cassie’s head felt like it was going to explode and there was a ringing in her ears. She had no idea what happened. One minute, she was trying to find where the knocking noise was coming from. The next, she felt like she’d been hit by a wrecking ball.

She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn’t see anything. Something was covering her eyes.

Her first instinct was to remove whatever it was, but as she tried to bring her hand to her face, she met resistance. Her hands were tied behind her back.

Tightness gripped her chest at the thought of being restrained. She tested her legs to see if her feet were bound, but they moved freely.

Not that it helped her much. She didn’t know where she was or even if she was alone. Who had done this to her and why?

The pounding of her heart wasn’t helping the weight on her chest. With every pump of blood through her veins, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her skull. Had someone hit her over the head?

It was the only explanation that made sense.

Panic was building inside her. Memories of being restrained against her will and what had happened to her. She couldn’t go through it again. Couldn’t let someone take from her like that.

Thoughts of Jesse replaced her fear. How long would it take before he noticed she was gone?

She knew he’d look for her, but that wouldn’t be until five o’clock. What time was it? How long had she been unconscious?

Cassie had no answers.

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