Page 10 of Furever Loyal
She returned Kincaid’s glare as he gestured for her to leave the room, while he followed behind. She could feel the weight of his blue eyes upon her as she went, the heat from his stare threatening to burn holes through her chest. He hated her.
Good. She hated him too.
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Behind them, the engraved copper-colored doors swung shut.
“This way,” Kincaid said with barely restrained fury. He pointed down a hallway. It wasn’t the same one she’d come in through.
“My car is out there,” she told him bluntly and kept walking.
He darted forward and grabbed her elbow, gripping it tightly. Not enough to hurt, but close.
“Let. Go,” she said, furious that he would dare to touch her.
“I need to see the evidence.”
“Then go look at your bank account history for two weeks ago. It’s hard to miss a deposit of ten million dollars,” she snapped.
“Considering I never made it, apparently itiseasy to miss. Especially since it took you two weeks to find.”
Haley bristled.
“There’s a conference room down here,” Kincaid said, pulling her down the hallway. “We can sit, talk and look things over there. You show me everything that you have.”
She thought about resisting some more, about causing a scene, but her mind wandered back to what the Queen had said, about her losing her job if she was wrong. It left little room for misinterpretation.
No room, really. She was quite blatant about it.
If the Queen had been that blatant, she must believe Kincaid to some degree. Haley smiled tightly as she decided it would be nice to prove both of them wrong. At which point, she would hit the Queen with a bill for services rendered that wouldmorethan compensate her for this ridiculousness. And the Queen would pay. She always did.
Feeling confident in her own abilities, she snatched her elbow back and walked calmly beside Kincaid, her back straight, chin up.
This was going to be fun.
“I don’t know how you can possibly miss ten million dollars being added,” she remarked as he pulled open a richly-colored wooden door, revealing a room beyond that looked much more like an office than anything else she’d seen so far.
Kincaid gripped the door tight and held it open, waiting for her to walk through. Stepping forward, she came to a halt abruptly as he moved, walking inside and cutting her off, and letting the door go at the same time.
She shook her head, grabbing the handle and hauling back on it. The door was heavier than it looked and with her small frame, she was forced to exert herself to pull it back open.
“Can you stop the childlike behavior?” she said, biting the words off.
“Are you done with the insults to my intelligence?” he fired back. “You’re well aware of how much money is in my account. There is no need for me to look at it on a regular basis.” His gaze locked onto her as he sat down in a chair. “After all, isn’t that why we hired you?”
Haley was forced to concede the point.
“Look,” he began, but she held up a hand to stop him.
“I don’t want your speech about how you’re innocent. Save it for someone else, okay?”
Eyes that she would have been glad to have roaming over her under any other condition, stayed locked upon her face.
“Very well. Show me your proof.”
Adjusting her skirt as she sat forward, Haley once again pulled out her tablet before sitting across from Kincaid. He leaned forward eagerly, like a predator moving in for the kill, and for a brief moment, she felt scared, reminded that she was essentially locked in a cage with him. It was just the two of them in the room, and if he wanted to do anything to her, she would be helpless.
You’re insane, Haley. Go find the Queen and tell her you aren’t doing this. You aren’t working with this arrogant asshole.
