Page 60 of Misdirection

She hopped on the next elevator and willed it to move faster—which, of course, it didn’t.

Once on the first floor, she hurried toward the exit.

Before she reached it, the hair on her neck rose.

Someone was watching her, she realized.

Did that mean someone was onto her?

Dread filled her gut. It was a distinct possibility.

Jason appeared beside her. “Going somewhere?”

Olive released the breath from her lungs.

It had been Jason.Jasonhad been watching her.

However, if he was the killer, then maybe that realization shouldn’t make her feel any better.

She threw a quick glance at him and kept walking, knowing that every second counted. “You waiting for me?”

“No, but I had a feeling you wouldn’t stay put for long.” He fell into step beside her, his coat already on.

She didn’t have time to argue with him. Instead, she kept walking at a brisk pace.

“So where are we going?” Jason asked as they stepped outside.

Olive glanced up and down the sidewalks, trying to catch a glimpse of Bennett’s camel-colored wool coat.

She finally spotted him to her left and turned that way.

Jason followed her gaze. “You’re tailing Bennett?”

“Do you have to ask so many questions?” She slid on her sunglasses.

“It’s kind of my job.”

She scowled. “All I’m trying to do is mine also.”

“I thought you were trying to find breaches in the company’s intellectual security?”

Her muscles tightened with irritation. “I am. One way I’m doing that is by keeping an eye on people who might have a reason to get their hands on classified information. I’m paid to find the breaches and the potential breaches, and that’s what I’m doing.”

“I admire your dedication.” He stuffed his hands into his black leather jacket.

Thankfully, throngs of people were outside on the sidewalks now. They would help Olive blend in a little more easily.

But that would be harder with Jason by her side. His tall frame was hard to miss.

However, Olive knew he wouldn’t listen to that right now. For that reason, she kept walking.

Bennett rounded the corner, walking as if on a mission. He hadn’t even bothered to pick up his car.

The crowds continued to swell on the sidewalks, probably headed toward a few popular restaurants in the area.

Olive watched as Bennett slipped into a store.

“What’s your call?” Jason asked.

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