13
GOLDIE
My stomach growled as I looked up at the clock. It was later than I expected Patrick to be back from lunch. I debated texting him just as I heard him say something to Eve.
I finished what I was doing and closed the program I was in. He walked into my office and dropped the bag of food on my desk, then turned to walk back out.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yeah. Great.” He forced a smile and moved toward the door again.
I was up out of my chair and rounding my desk before he made it out of my office. “What’s wrong? Is your brother okay?”
Patrick laughed mirthlessly. “He’s fine. Everything’s fine.”
I took a step back at his dismissive tone. “I don’t believe you. Talk to me. What’s going on?”
He shook his head. “I’d really rather not.”
I flinched. “Um, okay. Did I do something
