Page 83 of One Bad Idea
"But…" I was trying to think. "…how'd you know that Cassidy was hired?"
"Oh, I know lots of things."
No doubt, she did.
"Great," I snapped. "Are you gonna share any of them?"
With feigned innocence, she asked, "Like what?"
I gave her a look. "Like whatever you know about Cassidy's job."
Darla said, "I know she didn't get it on her own."
"So, howdidshe get it?"
"From a phone call."
"Sorry, what?"
"Jax called the manager on her behalf."
I sat back. "He did?"
"And not only that," Darla said. "Heorderedthe guy to give her a job." With her thumb, Darla pointed over her shoulder to Jaden's office. "They fought about it, you know."
"Who fought?"
"Jax and Jaden."
"But why would they fight?"
"Because," Darla said, "Jax wanted to find your friend an evenbetterjob, something here at corporate."
I felt my gaze narrow. "And Jaden didn't?"
Darla was smiling again. "No. He didn't."
What a jerk.
Against my better judgment, I said, "But why?"
Her smile vanished. "Because Jaden knows what I know."
"Which is…?"
"That your friend is trouble, and so are you." Her chin lifted. "If you ask me, she's lucky she got any job at all."
I pushed myself up from my chair. "No.They'relucky to get someone so qualified."
Darla made a sound of disbelief. "Is that so?"
"Definitely." My voice rose. "Cassidy's incredible, and really nice, too – which you'd know if you gave her half a chance."
"Why would I bother?" she said. "She'll be gone before you know it." Her eyes narrowed to slits. "And so will you."
My jaw tightened. "Is that a threat?"
"Oh, please," she said. "I don't need to 'threaten' either one of you. You're a psycho, and your friend's a hussy. You'll be sinking your own ships without any help from me."
