“Change of plans I’m afraid,” Lois said. “How did you know I was the mole?”
Had Smythe been honest he would have simply told her that he did not see the gamble as a loss. Their interactions were often strained, and that was putting it mildly. Half the staff asked him if they once had a history, which was funny considering they batted for the same team.
“You were far too calm, your clothes were clean, and there was no bruising on your fists,” Smythe said.
The latter he knew from experience, having tasted her knuckle sandwich when he made an inappropriate quip. Smythe was clearly in the wrong, and he knew it, but that moment formed the basis for their professional relationship.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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