"I heard singing and a guitar being played."
Carrie's hazel eyes widen as they shift towards Luke's office door. "Maybe he has his Spotify on." She says, inching towards the door.
"To my knowledge, Metallica has never done an acoustic version of The Unforgiven." I state, rubbing my hip. I'm going to have a nasty bruise.
Carrie knocks on the door. When she gets no answer, she tries again.
"It's open," Luke calls.
Carrie walks in with me right on her heels. Luke is sitting at his desk, books open and spread out over his desk.
"Ladies," he greets.
"Dani says she heard someone singing and playing guitar in here." Carrie says.
Panic flashes in Luke's ice blue eyes. "Is that so."
Carrie and I both nod.
"Well," he clears his throat. "I can assure you, there was none of that going on in here."
A look passes between him and Carrie.
I narrow my eyes. He's hiding something. The panic in his eyes, clearing his throat, sharing a look with Carrie. He's lying. I open my mouth to call him out, when I'm grabbed by the arm and dragged out of the office.
"Thought so. Bye, Luke." Carrie says, shutting the door behind us.
"What's going on?" I question. "I know I heard something."
"Nothing's going on. Maybe the music was coming from outside." Carrie brushes off my comment and heads back to her desk.
I glance back at Luke's door.
I know I heard something.
I barge into Luke's office, finding him as we left him a few minutes ago.
"Did you need something, Daniella?" he asks.
The panic has left his eyes, being replaced with a questioning look.
"No." I close the door and sit behind my desk.
I shake my head and get back to work.
Guess I'm hearing things.
Dani One, Luke Zero
Dani
"I’m going to strangle you with your tie and drag your lifeless body down Queen Street behind my piece of shit Honda!" I holler.
"You mean it, truly!" Luke yells sardonically.
It has been nearly a month since Luke asked me to come back, and things have gone from okay to clusterfuck. We have been at each others’ throats for weeks, and on top of that, Josh has been calling and harassing me over Mason. I am in one hell of a pissy mood and Joni Dobson's case isn’t helping.
"Damn right I do." I say from behind Luke’s computer.