Evan didn’t respond, only sighed again. Ryan couldn’t take anymore. The classy lady’s face kept popping up in his mind, phone to her ear, head thrown back in laughter. Maybe he could figure out where she worked.
“I’m gonna shower and pound the pavement, Sarge.”
“Get us some business,” Simon grunted between his reps. With a backward wave, Ryan was out the door. Too fucking depressing in there.
Krista was bone-tired. She’d put in another fourteen-hour day, as was typical this time of year. Quarterly reports were due for Lowe Financials’ clients, and it was her job to prepare them. She’d been staring at columns of numbers on her computer screen for three days, breaking only when someone interrupted her. Oh, and when Eye Candy from the park walked in today. Like every other female in the office, she’d noticed when the outrageously good looking guy had walked in, straight off of the cover of Men’s Health . Because he was by far the healthiest man she’d ever seen. T-shirt stretched tight over bulging biceps and six-pack abs. Holy shit, she’d drooled right along with everyone else in the office as he’d strolled past, looking for the boss man. It had taken a few minutes to recover from the smell he’d left in his wake. Way better than trying to ogle him surreptitiously from across a playground full of children.
But at least the reports were finally right, ready for the public, and she could meet Jenna for drinks and dancing.
While the document printed, she rubbed her eyes and pulled her purse out of the drawer. Shooting off a quick text to her friend, telling her she was finally on her way, Krista looked at the pages coming out of the printer. She’d drop the report off by Mr. Lowe’s office on her way out the door. Krista didn’t think he’d still be here; she’d seen the entire office go quiet and dark over the last three hours. Really, all she wanted was a glass of wine and a hot bath, and sleep for the next three days, but she’d promised Jenna she’d meet her after she finished.
When her phone dinged Jenna’s response, Krista smiled at her friend’s reply.
About time, bitch. We’re sooo getting you laid tonight. You work too damn hard.
Krista had met Jenna in college at University of Texas in their finance program. When they’d graduated, Jenna had gotten a cushy bank manager job, while Krista worked in the trenches of Mr. Lowe’s investment company, crunching numbers.
LOL. Thirty minutes.
Grabbing the papers off the printer, she made her way through the darkened maze of cubicles to the edge of the office area. A sliver of light under Mr. Lowe’s door, as well as the hushed murmurs, told her Mr. Lowe was in his office with someone.
It was odd but not unheard of. This time of the fiscal year, Lowe Financials was busy, and most everybody put in late nights, even the boss.
Two male voices slipped into her consciousness and she knocked before letting herself in.
“Mr. Lowe, I have the quarterly—” All sound stopped as she entered the office and bit off her choked words. She wasn’t sure she could speak anyway. The sight in front of her spoke volumes.
Shock tightened every muscle in her body as she froze and took in the scene. Mr. Lowe was standing over a naked boy on his desk. He wore a mask over his face, and was… touching the boy.
“Mr. Lowe?” Krista blinked, unsure of what she was seeing. As her gaze focused on the boy, she saw his body was limp and he had tear tracks on his face. “What are you doing?”
It was obvious what he was doing and nausea roiled in her gut. Her boss was having an afterhours party. Her eyes scanned the room, remembering she’d heard another voice.
A man in a tailored suit stood in the corner next to a camera on a tripod, facing the wall.
“Ed,” his voice held a warning growl, causing her eyes to snap back to her boss, who still wore a mask and hovered over the boy.
“Krista, you shouldn’t be here.” His voice sounded