Cameron, Paige - The Billionaire Rancher Buys a Wife [Wives for the Western Billionaires 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Paige Cameron Read Free Book Online Page B

older woman with gray hair and a motherly smile, entered the office with her notepad in hand. Janice held up the paper.
    “Did you see who delivered this?”
    “No.” The woman glanced at her desk. “I left those three files for you on Friday. I’m sorry about running late today, but I just got in about five minutes before you.” She wrinkled her forehead. “You don’t usually get a paper. Did you order it?”
    Janice shook her head no. “Thank you, that’s all I needed. I’ll check around and see if anyone missed getting their morning edition.”
    “I can do that for you,” her secretary offered.
    “No. I’d prefer to follow up on this myself.”
    After giving her a puzzled look, her secretary went out. How did he get in here? She had no doubt the man who’d been calling her either brought this in or paid someone to do it. A creepy sensation ran across her shoulders.
    Was her stalker working at this firm? She took the paper and began a tour of the other offices. No one she met had any idea how she got the paper. Several gave her strange looks. They must think I’m crazy to worry about a paper . Finally, she gave up and went back to her work. She’d go by the police station this afternoon. The paper and note would show the phone calls had progressed to stalking.
    By five o’clock she’d only gotten through two of the files on her desk. Her unease didn’t go away. With a sense of relief, she cleaned the top of her desk off, got out her purse, and started to walk out. Her phone rang at the moment her hand wrapped around the doorknob. Did she want to deal with any problems this late? Her boss had a habit of finding work for her to do at the very last minute. She opened the door and saw her secretary had left. Good. Ignoring the phone, she closed her door behind her and took long strides to the nearest elevator.
    Once she was out of the revolving door on the ground floor, she took a deep breath. She walked across the street to the parking garage, got her car, and drove to the police station. It was time she demanded more action on her case. She had the newspaper in her briefcase.
    Waiting had never been her favorite activity, and she’d never learned to be patient. Apparently a number of people wanted to be seen today. The station bustled with uniformed officers, other staff in suits, and numerous residents of the city who had a request or complaint. After forty-five interminable minutes, Janice gave up and left the newspaper and note in an envelope for the detective on her case.
    Restless, she didn’t want to go home yet. Some of the staff went to a nearby bar after work for drinks and socializing. She seldom joined them, but tonight she decided she needed the company. She’d drive back to the parking garage by the office and walk from there. They’d think she’d worked late.
    Darkness greeted her when she stepped into the Cat and Mouse Club. She blinked to help her eyes adjust to the dim lights. People crowded around the bar and most of the tables were full. She stood to the side, hoping to see a familiar face.
    Two hands waved from a back, corner table. One was a fellow attorney, the other a secretary from the second floor. Janice wove her way around the tables to greet them and the others sitting in a table meant for five, but holding seven.
    “Join us,” one of the women said. Stuart, an attorney who had started at the firm shortly after her, got up and gave Janice his seat.
    “I’ll get a chair.” He rushed off toward a table with three people and four chairs.
    “Wow, we almost never see you in here,” one of the younger secretaries said.
    “I stopped on impulse. Some Mondays are harder than others.”
    “You can say that again. I’ll drink to taking Mondays off the calendar.” The woman, sitting squeezed between two of the more handsome attorneys, appeared to be well on her way in her drinking.
    When a harried-looking waitress stopped by the table, Janice ordered white wine and several