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Since you’re so early… How about waiting in his office and, when he arrives,a bit late for work?

I grinned That would nettle hiht steps I crossed the length of the hallway and stuck the right key into the keyhole when I reached the door to his office I couldn’t wait to see his face when he arrived and I was already there, waiting for hi a Mr Rikkard Aht as a ruler behind his dark wood desk, studying papers He glanced up briefly fro in the slightest

‘Ah, Mr Linton You are here, finally’

Bloody Work

Looking down at his papers again, Mr Aestured to a pile of files and a box beside him on the desk ‘Deposit these in that box over there, will you?’

I gaped at hi!

When, after a few ain Mr Ao so far as to actually raise a questioning eyebrow, but he didn’t need to

‘You are still standing, although I gave you an order Any particular reason?’

‘Do you sleep here or what?’ I deain

‘Why so interested inof joining me? If so, I must disappoint you I do have a bed here, but it would not be wide enough’

Several things ran through my mind at the moment which I could throw at him, none of which were fit for polite conversation and all of which were likely to get er and hoped it wouldn’t give estion

Instead I said: ‘I am three hours early, Mr A and take care of those files Return toelse for you to do’

I went and got the files, praying vehe’ he wantedof his head from his body In no time at all I was back in front of his desk, and I still had not exploded or run to get sharp weapons I was rather impressed with myself

‘The files are stored as ordered, Mr Ae

‘I see’

No ‘Well done’ or ‘Thank you’ He didn’t even raise his head from his papers

‘Sir? What is it you wishedThen I will give your instructions’

I closed my eyes and slowly counted to ten to calm myself Unfortunately, it didn’t work, so I continued to fifteen and then to twenty But when I reached fifty, I was still just as infuriated as I had been at one Did he have to be so… cool? So distant?

51, 52, 53…

Well, he was Mr A as a freshly calved iceberg, but still It aggravatedseen, in contrast, his infatuated behaviour towards that bloody feht at the ball

64, 65, 66, 67…

And of course he had to have horrible taste in ladies! I wouldn’t have minded if she had been a halfway decent creature, but this Hamilton person was a femme fatale and would leach all the life and money he had out of him