Chapter 143
KINAKE!
how long I’d been sitting on that low concrete ledge across from the building before I saw somerne
ne of the mailroom guys Pratt, I think
tting across the side lot with a cigarette already lit and his headphones buit
I was on my feet before I thought twice about it, wiping my face with the back of my hand, half-running across the asphalt in my heels
“Pran” He started. “Hey Pratt, it’s me” I said, stepping in front of him before he could pretend he hadn’t seen me. “Is Mr.
Stark made?**
His face was immediately set in a tight frown. He glanced toward the lobby. Before glancing toward the cameras above the entrance “Miss Harry. I’m sorry. I’m not at liberty to discuss company matters with you anymore”
Company matters…
Anymore.
“They sent a whole thing around this morning. I’d lose my job.” He added.
“I’m not asking about the company.” My voice was rough from crying. “I’m asking if he’s here. Just that. Please
He exhaled smoke and looked at his shoes. I actually thought he’d walk away, given how unsure he looked. But thank Cod
didn’t
“He didn’t come in this morning,” he said quietly.
“What?” I narrowed my brows. “Are you sure?”
“Mr. Stark didn’t come to work today.” He looked past me again nervously. “That’s all I know.” He put the earbud back in. “I’m sorry, Miss Harry. I really am. I gotta go.”
I flagged the next taxi at the corner and gave the driver Ocean’s address before I could even think or talk my weir out of i
The security guard at the entrance let me in as soon as I approached the gate.
He didn’t look surprised to see me. He didn’t even ask questions. He simply let me in
I walked up the stone path with my heart racing and my palms damp against my bag I had not planned what ser knew I needed to see his face before the story inside my head tuished box gring EUR
The front door opened the inunem I rang the bell almost as if I was being expected
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Her hair fell tense aand her shoulder, her face freshly done, and the smelt of mascade cologne
“Oh, she said with a slow stile, sizing me up
“Where’s he?” I looked past
Is your
Moon’s brows lifted. Good morning to you too. She stufted her body just enough to block tuner of the
Where is Oceans?”
“Not here for you, that’s where She leaned a shoulder against the doorframe, in no hurry at all
“He’s resting. He’s had a long couple of days. The engagement, you know. It takes it not of a person: Her eyes rala “Though by the look of you, I’d say it took more out of you?


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