Their End, My Beginning novel Chapter 44

*Kat’s POV

“Why did you hire Raven?” I asked with all seriousness.

“When I met Raven again I wanted to know why she came to me. She looked so broken and worn out. I still remember the way she entered my office. She wore a wrinkled shirt and mismatched skirt. At that time all I wanted was for her to get out of my office. I always hated untidiness. But even under all that layers that screamed her poor condition she held her head high. That was what made me hire her.” He said with an empty expression showing that he was living the moments they met, which I don’t understand why as it was just an interview. Wait a minute-

“Again?”

“Huh?” He asked tilting his head to the side with that cute confusion face.

“You said again. Meaning that you met her before that interview.”

“Yeah.” He replied looking back at me searching something in my eyes. Was he searching for jealousy? Well I am not jealous but intrigued. I raised my eyebrows for him to continue.

“I met her during her trial. It was my parents who hired lawyer for her. But since we weren’t that powerful that I am today we couldn’t bail her out.”

“So hiring Martha was because her father was Raven’s lawyer?”

“No that was coincidence. I don’t do interviews that was under Ryce’s department. Since it was the job of being my assistant I took over the interview. Hell, I didn’t even know Martha was his daughter until today.”

“You eavesdropped our conversation?” I asked shocked.

“Did you know that your office is not soundproofed and that I can hear anything from your office though vice-versa is not possible.”

“Sneaky bastard that’s why its glass separating our offices. You wanted to hear all my conversations!” He chuckled.

“Okay. Coming back to our previous topic. You were saying?” I asked noticing how easily I got distracted. Damn you Randy.

“I thought you were distracted. Damn.” He faked sighed. “Anyways, so I knew her then though those memories are very vague, that was the first time I met her. I didn’t know that 18-year-old worn out girl was Raven until I searched for why she was in jail. When I saw that in her resume it piqued my interest and I searched everything about her. That girl when I first saw her was worn out not only in appearance but emotionally and mentally. She wouldn’t be near anybody, she was so afraid that she used to be in a corner of her room in our home.”

“She stayed with you?”

“Yeah, till the trial was over my parents thought the best safe place would be in our home and after the trial my parents decided to adopt her until she was ready to live on her own but. Well, you know what happened next.”

“How did your parents get to know Raven?” I stopped him before he could answer. “Wait let me guess, through her stepfather?”

“Not exactly, it was through Mr. Simon.” He stopped me before I could exert my What!! “My parents were good friends with Mr. Simon or why do you think I considered Simiona architects which is a not so famous company for the contract of new building’s design.”

“Wow I heard too many coincidences today. Mr. Simon, who is my boss, being Raven father. Martha being her lawyers daughter, and now you telling me all this are related to you as well one being good friends with your parents and the latter’s father being hired by your parents.” Woah my brain is burning. I feel like the Tom in ‘Tom and Jerry’ with smokes out of my ear.

“Yeah but Raven doesn’t remember that my parents hired her lawyer.”

“Oh”

“Yeah like I said that girl barely got out of her room. She was traumatized so much that I don’t think she remember any of the part of being in our home. We were pretty good with evidences and really thought that the case was in our favour. If not for that bastard called her stepfather we really would have won.”

“Well, its better to think everything went well after he died.”

“Everything indeed went well after he finally died for good this time.” He said without thinking what he said. His eyes widened at realization.

“This time?” I asked feeling my breath stopping.

“Shit! You were not supposed to know that.”

“Well, I did and I expect an explanation from what did you mean by ‘finally died for good this time’. Wasn’t he killed by Raven?”

“No, he wasn’t. He was killed by me.” He said in a very low tone that if I wasn’t on his lap, my ears near to his damn secretive mouth I wouldn’t have heard it.

“You killed him? Can you elaborate please?”

“Remember I told you about a Keith Gardener”