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She supposed it was better to be busy for a while Hopefully, she’d get soood tips so she wouldn’t end up homeless before she landed her dream job The rest of the afternoon kept her plenty busy, preventing her fro on her wanted interview

“Do I have any es?” Max asked as he walked into his office He was rarely ho built up piles of hen he stepped inside the doors His job consisted of s throughout the world He preferred travel to sitting behind a desk like his siblings and cousins He didn’t understand how they handled the staleness of an office eight to twelve hours a day

“Of course you have es, Max,” Cynthia said with a smile Cynthia was like a o, but Cynthia had been around since he was a boy, first working in a different division of the company When executive assistant had co for him for ten years He knew he couldn’t do his job without her He also knew she’d continue to give hirief until the day he died She was one of the few people he’d take it from

“Well, aes?”

“Not if you’re going to talk to ht back the laughter fro out She was truly one in a million

“I’et a bitI’ve been in town for about ato feel restless I think Dad has so a lot of reasons to keep me nearby He should know by nohatever he has planned isn’t going to work”

“You’re just being paranoid, Max I’ll forgive you this ties I took care of the items you don’t need to bother with You have a couple of co this afternoon if you can fit it in”

Max was barely able to stop the groan fro He hated company functions That meant he’d have to dress up in a tux and pretend to like a bunch of people he could care less about He was pleased about Cadwell, though He liked the old guy They were in the process of partnering with him on a business deal Normally, his brother, Trenton, would handle a new business partnership, but Cadwell owned a research facility in Cordova Alaska, a special place to Max, and he’d wanted to handle the transaction

“Of course I’m free for Cadwell Clear a couple hours this afternoon if you need to,” Max said as he started toward his office The rooh the doors He needed to take the boat out for a day of fishing and get some fresh air

“I alot to mention, Cassandra McIntyre called several more times and would like to speak with you,” Cynthia said as she trailed behind him

Max looked at her quizzically for ato call hi to dig up new information on him or his family He had zero desire to be interviewed He knew media could be helpful in his world but there were plenty of otherto smile prettily for the cameras and play nice with the reporters

“She’ll eventually get the hint that I don’t do interviews Hopefully, sooner rather than later,” Max said, forgetting about the woman as soon as he was done with the conversation He didn’t have tiressive reporters

He walked into his office and went through so at his desk after about an hour He could feel the restlessness start to kick in, and decided it was a good tied into his sweats and walked past Cynthia, who just smiled She knew him well and would’ve been surprised if he stayed there er

He made his way to his vehicle and headed toward his favorite park in Seattle He pulled around a corner and looked down for only a second to adjust the volume on his news station Suddenly, there was a loud thu him to slam on his brakes He didn’t move for a moment, too horrified of what the sound meant He threw the car in park and jumped out the door

“Cassandra, can you hear ood, just a little bit more”

Cassie could hear a softly spoken voice calling to her but she didn’t want to open her eyes There was pounding in her tehts were holding her eyelids down, but with great effort she was able to finally crack them a bit

“She’s starting to wake up but she’s not fully alert It’s not an easy process Sheabout the accident, which is normal in these circumstances She may not even knoho she is Ourtraumatic happens”

Cassie couldn’t understand what the wo about Why would she not knoho she was? She tried to get past the fog in her head, tried to fully wake up She lay there, wondering why she was in bed in theshe could reot a bit fuzzy She was just so fatigued - it was hard to focus

“Have you had any luck notifying her family?” This was a new voice, an incredibly deep,more motivated to open her eyes, curious to see if the face htly as she tried to clear out the cobwebs

“We’ve notified the authorities and they’ve assured us their working on it Unfortunately, at this time, they haven’t found any information They’re overworked and understaffed and I don’t think this is at the top of their priority list It would be far less frightening for her if there was a fah One of the problems is that she didn’t have a lot of infor, it’s hard to see if she is indeed Cassandra McIntyre”

“Her identification says her nah?”

He sounded unhappy, like he was scolding the woh

“We’ll get it all worked out The police will give a proper id if she is unable to remember who she is”

“You’re et done and the sooner this is taken care of, the faster I can wash my hands of the entirein the rooure out where she was She al relieved, unconsciousness slowly overtook her