Chapter Twenty-One
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Returning to my office, I retrieved the file and began studying the object of my obsession.
What made him tick?
What would it take to break down the veneer of reserve he wore like a badge of honor?
A knock at the door broke my focus and I absently called out for them to enter, thinking it was Angela.
Instead, snapping seafoam eyes greeted me when I looked up, his body almost vibrating with barely contained anger.
"I don't know what the fuck you're up to, Whitlock, but know this – you weren't the only one doing a bit of investigating."
Uhmmm - shit.
