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When she got to her car, Jimmy was just locking it, food in hand. “What happened? You look tense.” He handed her the keys. She proceeded to open her driver door.
“I wouldn’t go back up there, if I were you.”
“That bad, huh? Well, I wasn’t planning on it. I’ve put my time in today.”
“Good. Get out of here while you can.”
Jimmy cocked a brow and shook his head. “You understand what you do affects me, right? What’d you do? Tell Yates off?”
She groaned. “I wish. More like I didn’t answer a question.” She slipped behind the wheel, keeping her face away from Jimmy’s probing gaze. The last thing she needed was her bossandher intern knowing the truth about her feelings for Wes. Perhaps she’d lost the respect of her boss, but she still valued green-nosed Jimmy’s opinion.
“Need me to run interference for you?”
“Just avoid Yates. I’ll let you know as soon as I speak to the source.”
“Sounds good. Have a good night, Kady, and thanks for the food!”
“See ya, Jimmy.”
Kady quickly exited the parking garage, her heart racing. She had a meeting with the source in less than eight hours.
Your information better be good, or I’m out of a job.
Chapter 19
Wes kicked a few rocks and watched them skip across the gravel parking lot. He’d chosen the park, figuring no one would be here this early in the morning.
Except for the three joggers he saw pass by in the last ten minutes.
Wes rubbed his stomach and considered the number of sweets, how often he ate out this week, and the amount of bread he stuffed into his mouth in the last day alone and figured he’d do well to be out here running with them.
The air was muggy, but not overbearing. Still didn’t keep him from sweating. He’d never done this before. Although he felt he and Drew were legally in the right, Drew wanted to handle this as quietly as possible. Wes eventually persuaded Drew to let him talk to a reporter and bring one to their subsequent meeting with the FBI later that day. With the facts, the reporter could counter any narrative by Rankin.
Wes checked his watch again and stifled a groan. Whoever this reporter was, she was late. He had dropped off his daughter’s at Kat’s bakery this morning, promising he’d return in an hour. She hated getting up early, but was thrilled when she found out she could see Kady help Kat make a batch of her top secret icing flavor.
Kady wasn’t there.
Chas was disappointed and so was he. He would’ve loved to see her if only to tell her how much he had enjoyed their date the other night and to see if she was free tonight. The local library was showingThe Goonies, which was one of his favorite movies as a kid. It was about time he introduced Chas to the classic.
Another jogger slowed and then abruptly halted. Her eyes narrowed briefly before they saucered.
“Kadynce?” he breathed. He smiled. She looked amazing in tiny black running shorts and a dark purple top that clung to her flat stomach. “You run here?”
She tentatively approached. “You…you’re the source?”
His smile dropped with his mouth. “You’rethe reporter?”
“Oh, no…um…” She rubbed at the crease between her brows. “Okay, Wes, let me explain.”
He said nothing because he couldn’t breathe. He had called in an anonymous tip, only to be persuaded by some guy that sounded like a teenager, to meet one of their lead investigative reporters.“She’ll keep your identity completely confidential. Trust us. We’re very interested in this.”
He believed it. Still. Because standing before him was a baker’s assistant who was actually a…
“First off,” Kady began, “my nameisKadynce. Secondly, I’m not really a baker’s assistant. I mean, sure I work there, but I’m actually an investigative reporter.” She let out a heavy breath. “I’m rambling, sorry.”
Aninvestigativereporter. He had lightly teased her about her direction in life. In truth, she knew exactly where she was.
He didn’t.
