Next morning, Austin summoned me to his office. He must surely want to discuss the sabotage story calmly. “Miss Davis, hello.”
“Hello Sir.”
In my head everything was mixed up and my heart was getting in the way. I couldn’t get the picture of yesterday out of my head. I wanted to talk to him about his generosity and tell him how touched I was, but he certainly wouldn’t appreciate it if he knew I’d followed him. I fiddled with my fingers while watching him and I decided to keep my discovery to myself.
He was searching for some papers and stacking them nervously. This was obviously not the right time for a calm discussion. “I don’t have much time. A journalist wants to write an article about the company but I’m not available. Wait a minute” without looking up at me, he flicked a
