Oh, he had that innocent act down pat. “Where are you digging up these people?”
“You mean the applicants? They’re answering the ad.”
“I know. I’ve been contacting them. When I interviewed you hadn’t been able to find anyone for weeks. Suddenly every single woman in Whiskey River and the surrounding towns is applying. That’s what you get for saying ‘No experience necessary’ in the damn ad.”
“I don’t have a problem with it. Why do you?”
She ground her teeth. She’d be lucky to have any teeth left after two weeks of this nonsense. “No wonder you’re getting such terrible candidates.”
“What do you mean? I’m having a hard time narrowing down my choices.”
“You’re kidding.”
“I liked Candy, though. She’s on my top-five list.”
“Seriously? Are you freaking kidding me? The girl who just left here? She’s twenty-one years old. She knows absolutely nothing about computers, nothing about apps, she doesn’t even know Java, much less Swift or Sketch. Plus, I’m not sure she can type more than ten words a minute. She’s totally unqualified for the job.”
He shrugged. “Yeah, but she’s pretty. Very pretty. She’ll learn.”
“You’re trying to make me jealous.” That was the only explanation.
“Maybe. Is it working?”
She thought about throwing her tablet at him but restrained herself. “No. If you want to hire someone who can’t spell boo just because of her looks, then more power to you. I hope you’ll be very happy with an utterly useless assistant.”
“I’d be happier if you’d talk to me.”
“I am talking to you.”
“I mean talk to me about the shooting and why you freaked out to the point that you broke up with me.”
