Page 59 of The Situation
But I didn’t see her on Saturday.Wouldn’t we have run into one another at some point?It’s like she disappeared sometime Saturday morning.
Or like she was avoiding me.
Dan pokes his head into the hallway and finds me. “We’re ready whenever you are, Mr. Brewer.”
“The other woman, the one in the pink top, is Aurora Johnson. She is … was? … Charlie McCabe’s assistant.”
I nod as a plan coalesces in my head.
“If you’ll excuse me, I need to make a quick call,” I say, smirking. “It’ll just be a couple of minutes.”
“Sure. We’ll be here.”
I nod and turn away, finding Gannon’s number in my missed call log. He answers on the second ring.
“Hey,” I say before he can even say hello. “What’s the plan to replace McCabe again?”
“What?”
“McCabe. What’s the plan?”
“We’re looking for an interim replacement and hope he comes back.”
My jaw tenses. “Stop looking for his replacement.”
I hold my breath and wait for his response. Because if my brothers know that Kelly and Aurora are the same person and that she works for the hockey team, there will be a crack in Gannon’s armor. He’s a brilliant businessman, but he’s a shit liar.
“Excuse me?” he asks, completely confused.
I exhale in relief.They don’t know.
“Let me do it,” I say.
“Let you do what?”
“Let me have his job.”
He laughs. “Stop fucking around.”
“I mean it. I can fill in for him. You said so yourself—you have no leads. You said a few days ago that you need a brother who understands hockey. I’m your guy.”
“You don’t know shit about hockey.”
“Sure, I do.”
I don’t. But things are about to get pucking fun around here.
There’s a pause. “Why? Why do you want to do this?”
“I feel bad for sending you to voicemail this morning.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Just let me do this,” I say. “My degree is in marketing, so it makes sense. And I’ll still travel if you need me to but let me handle this for the time being.”
He groans. “You know what? Fuck it. Fine.”
Score!I balk.Goal, maybe?
