EVE'S POV
On my way home from work that evening, I came across Morgan jogging in the community.
He was dressed in a pair of running shorts that left his long muscular legs exposed, and a t-shirt that made it easy to imagine the muscular physique hidden beneath.
Soon enough, my thoughts went to forbidden territory, and I stopped them and focused on the matter that had been on my mind all day.
Morgan was the only person from last night who knew my identity and who took the incentive to stop Mr Gray. So there was a high probability that he was the one who had reported him to the police.
"How was work?" he asked when he got to me and fell into step with me on our way home.
"It was good”, I said, and then looked up at him.
"Some officers came in the morning and arrested the director. A
