A little while later I slipped down to the company coffee shop. I ordered a latte and was heading back when I froze. There she was—the same woman I’d seen with Richard in Hawaii. I could see her vividly from the glass door. Our eyes met; she blanched and quickly turned away, walking faster.
I started after her—instinct, not thought—when Brooke appeared, hurrying toward me.
“Where the hell have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
I stared at Brooke confused about what to say for a while.
I lifted the cup. “Getting coffee. See?”
She studied me for a long beat. “You’ve been acting strange lately, Payton. Is there something I should know?”
“No. Trust me.” I said looking over Brooke if I could still see her but she was gone.
“You’re supposed to be in your office—not me cove
