The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 132

Alexander

“He’s gone into hiding.”

Conrad peeled an onion and chopped it in half. Then he took one half at a time and cut them quickly into thin, half-moon slivers.

on’t think that’s what he started out doing when he left,” he continued. “But it’s what he’s doing now. Hunkered down, and I’m thinking, about to stay a while. Either he got the idea that we, or someone else, were onto him. Or he’s planning to wait something out… something

e after the scoundrel when he left town several days ago, expressing to me a single purpose in doing so: “We can’t lose track of him.”

llowed the man around for several days, driving through every major city on this side of the country, and finally decided to come back when the man abruptly ceased his movements, filling up his car with rations first and then apparently moving into an abandoned cabin in th

maid?” Conrad asked. The onions slid off the cutting board into a buttered pan, hissing and steaming

y with her this coming week.

e heated a second pan on the stove while we talked, then produced a tray of thinly sliced steak strips from the fridge and started those searing

r that, and a timeline.”

s to keep herself out of prison, at this point, her career’s beyond repair. She’s not a threat to Crescent anymore. She’s got no leverage o

ng in and taking a more active role in the company?”

tired as all hell.”

head. “What do you mean, ‘old man?’ You haven’t even broken sixty.

get the process started. What are you thinking? Within the next year? Two?”

.”

ill get you nowhere, son.”

e no stake in fl

. We need to promote her. But if you want to take on a more active role in the company, too… that’s even better.”

ack from the firm? You’ll be bored out of your mind, Conrad.”

t into the rolls first and got covered with shredded cheese that started melting on contact. Then the grilled onions, still steaming, went on top of that.

someone to spend some of that time with, maybe,” Conrad said su

“Not a bad idea.”

e.

en, apparently remembering a half-empty wine glass he’d left by the stove.

e bite of th

ight have the right disposition for that job, in addition to the knife skills.”

eeth.

Fiona

seat the moment I hear

tch-up asap was my top priority.

yself for having the reports printed and sorted already, rather than obsessively wor

y into his Bluetooth headset. (This just looked, to an uninformed obs

nted at me. “Superstar,” he called out loudly. “Come join me in my office.” The person on the other side of that phon

different reason.

tly once we were seated across fro

placed it in his mouth, grinding his teeth on it compulsively. “It’s good to see you, Fiona.”

s.”

ed at the fol

again later. And a debrief on what’s happened with the expansion project. The new contractors are listed there along with their contact info. And some copies of important client communications about our new expected site completion dates.”

oke.

didn’t know why it had appeared.

checks you requested.” He turned his attention to some paperwork that had already been sitting on his desk. He rifled through the p

e checks? Two thousand, five hundred each. That was decent, for a last minute bonus. I was satisfied.

desk, to be sure I did it perfectly.

checks, and it had my name on it.

Conrad signed the check. This one, he ripped free from the rest of the page. He smiled broadly a

ars.

at’s not just for this past week,” he said. “Though I’ve been told you did a killer job covering the meetings for me. Thanks.”

a problem.” I took my check and folded it in half. Otherwise, I was about to keep

he side of his face told me that Conrad was receiving a call on his headset.

a,” he said, loo