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I swept open the glass door of our office and cried, “Anh, you are not going to believe what that asshole did to…”

I stopped in my tracks.

Nobody was in.

Even though the door was unlocked, nobody was inside.

“Hello? Anybody here?” I called out as I checked all the smaller rooms.

Nobody. Not Anh, not Susan, not Phuong – nobody.

I was beginning to get scared.

I whipped out my cell phone and dialed.

Anh’s chirpy little voice said, “Hi, this is Anh Nguyen of Ross and Associates. Leave me a message and I’ll return it as soon as possible. Have a great day!”

“Anh, this is Lily,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper as I paced up and down the main room. “Where are you? Nobody’s here, but the door to the office was open – call me as soon as you get this, okay?”

I hung up and collapsed in an office chair, then swiveled around to stare out the floor-to-ceiling window at the trees.

What the hell was going on?

Was it Miranda?

Was she targeting not only Connor, Johnny, and Sebastian, but my best