Chapter 58: Thinking About Kissing

Eden's POV:

We've spent the best part of the weekend holed up in my living room. I should never have suggested this. I had no idea how hard it would be sitting opposite him in my apartment. We work in close quarters every day at the office. This shouldn't be that different, but there's something intimate about having him here.

What makes the whole thing worse is that we're no closer to finding the answers we need.

We've worked through all the data Noah received in that email and compiled a list of inconsistencies but now we're all out of ideas. Noah still hasn't heard anything from his friend in IT and so we're no closer to finding out who sent the information or whether it's even accurate. No matter how many times we discuss it, Noah can't think of anyone in the finance department that can help us.

We're all out of ideas. And it's getting more and more tempting to ask Martin for help. I shouldn't. Not if I don't want my grandma to know what I'm up to but I really don't see much option