Williams opened the watch and checked the time. He wore a large grin as he sat on the corner of Crystal’s desk.
“I do like him. Nice catch for you, my dear.” He grinned at her and planted a small kiss on her left cheek, then he stood and headed for his office. On the way out, he raised a hand as if he was going to speak.
“—No problem,” Crystal spoke first. “We have a batch of spare remotes heading in tomorrow. In the meantime, you have a spare next to your coffee, Mr W, sir.” She grinned smugly.
Williams said nothing. He didn’t need to. It was as if she knew already. He returned to his office and sat in his leather-bound chair, and it creaked with age. As he looked over at the two chairs facing the fireplace, his smile faded.
Even though Steel was an adversary, a thorn in his side, he
