I lost my way for a little while.
“She brought it up. It was her idea,” he continues, and I roll my eyes.
I don’t believe that for a second. “Well, then she can ask me about it herself, can’t she?”
“You’re both too stubborn for your own good.”
“She is,” I defend.
She did this.
He mumbles something under his breath that I don’t catch.
“Here.” I hand him the forecast for the next four months, glad I don’t have to deal with it anymore. “Don’t miss the figures on Rosehill. Hector will only ask if you forget it.”
He snatches the piece of paper from my hand, frowning as he reads through the figures.
“You good?” I smirk.
He ignores me, letting the sheet of paper fall to the table and then he turns to face me.
He’s relentless.
“Just give her a text? Ask to drop off or pick up from hers?”
“You’re wasting your time,” Charlie says from the door. “She’s too stubborn to let you back in so easily.”
“Aldridge is right. Let her go, Montgomery. I have.” I pat his back as I walk past him and towards Charlie at the door.
“You’ve let her go, my arse! Where are you fuckers going anyway?”
“Golfing,” Charlie replies, grinning wide.
I watch as Elliot’s frown only gets deeper.
“Elliot.” He snaps his eyes to me. “Don’t fuck it up.” I nod to the paper on the desk andleave. Years of being in the office alone while Elliot did whatever the hell he wanted is finally paying off.
Rounding the reception area, I eye George. “Get Vinny for me and?—”
“Already here.” He points to my office.
“What?”
“He’s in your office, right now. Came in like a flapping fairy. I told him you were in Elliot’s office and that I would help him, but he refused. Silly stubborn man.”
Charlie looks just as perplexed as I’m sure I do.
Walking into my office, I see him sat at my desk, reading glasses on and focused on a file in front of him.
“Vin?”
He looks at me over the top of his glasses, looking older than his fifty years. It takes me back to my father sitting behind the very same desk. It seems like a lifetime ago now.
“I found her, Mase. The woman from that night. I finally found her.”
My body goes rigid, unsure if I’ve heard him right.
“She ran out of money, by the looks of it. Scott found her in Stratford.”
