The door opened immediately for Caitlin when she stepped up on the porch. Keith held his hand out to her and Caitlin took it feeling completely empty.
After a cup of hot tea and a refill, Caitlin rubbed her nose with a tissue. "I'm sorry I'm so weepy."
"It's all right." Keith handed her another tissue. "Are you ready to tell me what's going on, Angela?"
Caitlin had almost spoken up about the name, but at the last minute realized he thought she was Angela Wolfe. It was funny how real life had crept in on this fantasy life created for her.
"I feel really stupid right now that I think about it, but I had a nightmare."
Keith poured another cup of tea and dropped a square lump of sugar into the cup. "There's nothing stupid about a nightmare. They can be really scary." He took a drink of his tea.
"What was the nightmare about?" He asked.
Caitlin held the cup in both hands letting the warmth seep into her hands and warm the rest of her body. She couldn't tell him what the nightmare was about because she wasn't sure herself. Caitlin knew the gown she was wearing in the nightmare belonged to her because she remembered purchasing it during a work trip in Seattle, but the rest of it didn't make sense.
"I don't. . ." Before she could finish her statement, Kyra came into the kitchen.
"What's going on here?" She asked, before stifling a yawn with her hand. "It's too early in the morning."
"I'm sorry, Kyra." Caitlin apologized, feeling much stronger. "I needed to see Keith about something, but it can wait until morning."
"It's too dark to be out on the roads on your own, Angela," Keith said. "Why don't you stay with us and you can go back to your hotel in the morning? Really, my grandfather's house has plenty of rooms and I think he would be upset if we didn't help someone he truly liked."
"If you're sure," Caitlin really didn't want to drive back to her hotel and this would give her an opportunity to do some investigating. "Are you okay with this, Kyra?"
Kyra shrugged her shoulders. "It's fine with me. I have an early business call in the morning so I'll leave you two alone." She turned without saying 'goodnight' and left the room.
Keith took Angela to the guest room on the bottom floor and showed her where everything was.
"Good night, Angela." Keith kissed her on the cheek and closed the door behind him.
The next morning, Hawke came strolling into the hangar with a white bag in one hand and two Styrofoam cups in the other. He cleared off Caitlin's desk to set the bag down and then handed Dominic one of the cups.
"Great coffee." Dominic said. "It would be even better if it were hot." He set the cup down and went back to work on the jet ranger.
Hawke pulled a cinnamon roll out of the white bag and placed it beside Dominic's cup of coffee. "Sorry, Dom. I tried to get here earlier, but traffic was heavy. Did anyone call this morning?"
Dominic set the wrench down on the tool box and picked up a rag to wipe his hands on. "No one's called and I've been here for an hour and a half. Why?"
"The hangar phone rang for a while last night, but I couldn't get to it in time. I just have this feeling I should have answered the phone."
"Well, I'll be close to the phone all day while you're giving the three tours. Caitlin was supposed to share the duties, but since she's gone."
"Why can't you help?" Hawke asked.
"Have you read the name on the front of the hangar? I didn't get to be the boss by actually doing work?" He chuckled as he walked away.
Hawke took a sip of coffee and picked up the phone. He dialed Caitlin's number, let it ring three times, and then hung up. He knew she wasn't at her apartment so why did he call her?
Caitlin walked right by the security guards without having to stop. It had been close to a week and a half since she had met Keith and she had been able to help Michael stop two more shipments both by water and by air.
When Caitlin got to Keith's office, she was surprised to find him out. As she headed back to the elevator, Kyra came out with another gentlemen standing closely beside her.
"Hold that until next week," Kyra was telling the gentlemen beside her. She took another sheet of paper, "Put that on Keith's desk to sign and," Taking the last sheet of paper from the gentlemen. "Mail this out tomorrow morning with the priority mail and then call the company and tell them its coming."
"Yes, ma'am," The gentleman said and then stepped back into the elevator.
"Angela!" Kyra exclaimed as if she had just seen her. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see Keith but he's not in his office."
"The computers are being worked on today throughout the building and Keith's was the first office they started on. The last time I saw him, he was running some errands. Why don't you come to my office?"
As they walked back down the hall, Caitlin realized she had never seen Kyra's office before. It was down the hall from Keith's office and just as large.
"This was Keith's office," Kyra explained as she held the door for Caitlin. "When Grandfather died, he moved into his office and I took Keith's." Kyra sat down behind her desk. "Since Keith is away, is there anything I can do for you, Angela?"
A beep resounded through the air and then a female voice came over the line, "Miss Dunstan, Edward Lemons is here to see you."
Kyra pushed a button, expressed her thanks to her secretary, and told her to have Edward enter in a few moments.
"The computer showed someone accessed Keith's computer a few days ago and that is why we're having the computers looked at. If you wouldn't mind, Angela, I have many things to do and I have to see to Mr. Lemons."
"Of course," Caitlin left the office and walked by a man in a three piece suit that she presumed was Edward Lemons. As she left, Edward walked into Kyra's office.
Caitlin headed back to her hotel and dialed Michael's number as soon as she locked her room door. The familiar sound of a call being secured buzzed in her ear and then Michael came on.
"What is it, Caitlin?"
"They know someone accessed their computers. It may be only a matter of time before they figure out it was me."
"What security measures are they taking?"
Caitlin collapsed on the freshly made bed. "All the computers in the building are being changed. Keith's computer was first."
"We may have to take what we have and move in on them. I'll start making the necessary calls. Expect something to happen right away."
"Okay,"
Caitlin hung up the phone and as soon as she did, the phone came to life with a ring. Caitlin grabbed it quickly and said, "Hello."
"Hi, Angela. It's Keith. We must have just missed each other earlier. Kyra said you came by to see me. Would you like to try it again?"
Caitlin looked at her watch. It was two-thirty.
"Sure, I'd love to try it again. I'll be there in half an hour."
Traffic was at a standstill as Caitlin moved along at barely a creep the closer she was to Keith's office building. As she got closer, she realized what the problem was. Traffic was being impeded by press and police cars.
Caitlin pulled out of traffic and pulled into the nearest parking space. She briskly walked the rest of the way, surprised to find Keith waiting for her on the steps amid the cameras that flashed around him.
"Angela, sorry about all this," He took her hand just as a photographer flashed a picture of them. Following closely behind him, Caitlin tried to hide her face from the cameras until they were inside and the door was securely closed behind them by a security guard.
"What is going on?" Caitlin asked, beginning to realize this was what Michael was talking about on the phone earlier.
"The press got wind of some information about our exports. Kyra fired the man we think is responsible for getting into the computer and leaking the information to the authorities."
"Edward Lemons," Caitlin asked. At first sight, she thought the man was the computer tech coming to fix Kyra's computer. Now, she knew differently.
Keith stopped as the elevator door opened. "How did you know?"
"I was with Kyra when Mr. Lemons came to her office."
Keith pulled Caitlin out of the elevator, down the hall, and into the stairwell. "Where are we going, Keith?"
"My car's in the underground garage that is only accessible by the stairwell."
They were quiet the rest of the way down the stairwell and into the dark garage where four cars didn't even come close to filling the space.
Caitlin walked hand in hand with Keith as they went to his car and got in. A button opened up a garage door that let heavenly sunshine into the dark space. Keith maneuvered his way out of the garage, took a left, and drove them back to his house.