Farley said for about the hundredth time. Haley was still ignoring him. The cabbie let them out in front of the Center, and thanked them for their business. Haley headed up the sidewalk and Farley walked backwards, trying to get her attention. “I’m not jealous.” She threw him a glare, yanked open the door and went inside. Farley bounced on his toes. “Am not!” Garrett’s voice cut across the room like a knife. “I need both of you downstairs!” Haley glanced at Farley, then her boss. When Garrett turned they followed. After Garrett shut the door to the conference room, his hard gray eyes gave them both the once over. “Did something happen that night with Medan?” Haley pressed her lips together, trying to think. A lot of things happened. “Like what, sir?” “As in, something. Anything. If so, I need to know now. Right now.” He stabbed a finger at the floor. “Because when we walk through that door, I cannot help you any longer.” Haley shuffled her feet, dropped her head.
