“Yeah.” I leaned my head back and looked up at the ceiling. “Last night stayed with me. I’m still thinking about it.”
“Excuse me, Mr. Hamilton?” My new secretary, Amanda, poked her head through the door.
“Yes, Amanda.” All three of us said at the same time.
“Mr. Parker Hamilton.”
“We know, Amanda. We’re messing with you,” Julian said.
“Oh. Okay. The Ross case has been moved from ten o’clock tomorrow morning to one o’clock.”
“Thanks, Amanda. Why do you have to do that?” I cocked my head at Julian. “You know she’s new, and she’s nervous.”
“She doesn’t have to be nervous,” Julian said. “We’re awesome to work for.” He grinned, holding out his arms.
“Now, back to this Paige woman.” Roman smiled. “Did you get her last name?”
“Did you get the last names of the women you had one-night stands with before Morgan?” My brow arched.
“No. I didn’t.”
“Just forget about her, bro,” Julian said.
I walked them out of my office and stood in front of Amanda’s desk with my hands tucked tightly into my pants pockets.
“Amanda, you can call me Parker. No more Mr. Hamilton. Understand?”
“Yes, Mr.—Parker.”
“Good. And relax. You’re doing a good job.” I winked and went back into my office.
I walked down to Morgan’s office, and she wasn’t in there, so I headed to the kitchen area.
“Hey.” I smiled.
“Hey, yourself. What’s up?”
“I need you to find out anything you can about Eric Noles’ murder this morning. See if you can get the footage from the prison cameras.”
“I’ll get right on it as soon as I get back to my office. Do you think it was related to his crime or just that he pissed off one of the other prisoners?”
“I don’t think he pissed off anyone except his employer, who he flipped on. I wouldn’t be surprised if Adamar Industries were behind the attack.”
“I’ll see what I can find out and let you know.”
“Thanks, Morgan.”
It was seven o’clock when I grabbed my briefcase and headed toward the elevator. My driver, Ricky, was on vacation this week, so I had to drive myself to and from the office. When I stepped into the parking garage, I froze when I felt something pressed against my back—it felt like a gun.
“If you want to live, come with me.” I heard a woman’s voice.
Suddenly, two men appeared out of nowhere and began walking toward us. My heart pounded against my chest, while I broke out into a sweat.
“I don’t know who you are, sweetheart, but you need to step aside,” one of the men said.
Paige
I moved in front of Parker, shoving him back toward the wall. “Stay behind me,” I ordered, my voice sharp enough to cut through steel, and raised my gun, pointing it at the two men.