Chapter 115: Need

Meave That was two years ago. I still needed him back, even to the point where I knew I was beginning to stalk the person he worked with. Assistant Number Three came back a few days later with a file in hand and a frantic look on her face. "What is it?" I folded my arms across my chest and glared at her. The chill from my air-conditioned room made me nearly fold in on myself through the thin silk robe I wore. "You had better have a good enough reason for coming here; otherwise, you’ll be fired." "I’m sorry, ma’am," she said, panting heavily. "The investigator came back to me. I thought you wanted to know as soon as possible." I raised my eyebrow, feeling my anger slowly melt. "Did he find something?" "Yes. A whole file on her. He said there’s a lot more." "More?" She handed the file over to me. I reached out and snatched it from her grasp, slightly surprised by how thick it was. I walked over to my reclined couch in the room and plopped down on it. Crossing my legs at the knee, I