GREY'S POV
Another day at work was finally over. I checked my watch and saw that we had finished a couple of hours on my hands, admittedly a little more time than I knew what to do with. In actual fact, I really didn't have to Hardy's construction firm anymore. Now that I had found the way to channel my pent up energy and emotions, rigorous physical exercise was not necessary. Still, I liked working.
I beckoned to one of the men working with me who was in charge of the machinery.
"Make sure the machines are all in order for tomorrow's work," I said when he came to stand my me. "I don't want anything that will slow the pace of work tomorrow. Okay?"
The man nodded eagerly, glanced at me, then away. I read a little fear in his eyes. A hand fell on my shoulder and I turned to see it was J
