I grinned. “You’re going to die.”
She dropped her head back to the table. “I hate you.”
I giggled as I walked out the door. “See you the day after tomorrow, Bernie!”
“Don’t call me Bernie!” she yelled at my back.
Odin, Bernice, and I were close. As one would expect after spending every single day together since they’d opened the doctor’s office.
However, Bernice and I? We were practically best friends.
It felt really freakin’ nice to have her in my life.
She was a piece I hadn’t realized I was missing.
Another piece I hadn’t realized I was missing was sitting in the truck with his window rolled down talking to Ida Bell Pruitt.
She smiled at Dean and waved.
I walked up to her side and said, “How happy are you with your job?”
Ida Bell turned to me with her brother Boone’s eyes and said, “Actually, not happy at all. Have something for me?”
I blinked, shocked.
She worked with Koen.
Why was she not happy?
I opened my mouth to ask why, then closed it.
That was none of my business.
Not to mention, she was pretty private. I had known her for months now, and I still knew just as much about her now than I did when I’d met her.
“We’re looking for a receptionist slash office manager,” I said. “And you don’t even have to quit with King Construction. You can keep working there if you want. Maybe you can do both?”
“Definitely not both,” she muttered as she looked at the building behind me. “What’s the pay?”
“That I have no clue.” I paused. “Hold on, let me go get Odin.”
I hustled up the front walk of the medical examiner’s office and pounded on the door.
Odin pushed it open with a frown.
“What is it?”
“I have a prospect!” I cried out, pointing behind me.
Odin’s brows rose. “She works for Koen.”
“She says she’s not wanting to anymore.”
Odin’s eyes narrowed, then he pushed past me to go talk to Ida Bell.
He offered her his hand and Ida Bell shook it. “Hey. You’re looking for a job?”
She nodded.