Chapter Eighteen
MORGAN WATCHED AS Jacqui disappeared around the corner toward the elevators. While he could understand her being upset because of her father’s fall, she was definitely not making it easy to be friendly toward her. She liked keeping everyone at arms distance while she stared down at them from her lofty office window. He had never seen anyone hold onto grief so long that it paralyzed them socially. There was no doubt her business life was a giant success. She had accomplished everything she set out to do and from what he saw at the fundraiser, she was respected by everyone who knew her. It was her personal life that had crashed and burned, still smoldering on the wreckage of her husband’s plane crash.
He turned to the dark-haired woman behind the desk. “Is she always so al
