“How's that going?”
“Slow, but with the end in sight,” she said.
“Good.”
This was a dream come true, for he couldn't tell her about the discrepancies he found when hacking her investment firm's accounts looking for unscrupulous players with motives to harm her.
He would be patient about divulging his suspicions concerning her parents' death until she verified the thievery from the investment accounts. She was in for several surprises after her financial records were audited. He intended to stay close and be ready to comfort here when the theft of her funds was discovered.
After catching up on her latest news, they said goodbye.
“Let's meet for dinner next week,” he said.
“Sounds good,” she said. “I'll call you early next week.”
“I look forward to it.”
Duane stood as Sydney vacated
