Chapter 3: The InvitationTy would have liked to say he’d controlled himself and hadn’t looked up Dean the second he’d returned to his desk, but that would be a lie.
Dean Merriman didn’t have much of a company profile. No, just name, department, and supervisor. Not even a picture to ogle. His email address was there, but Ty could think of no reason to email him beyond thanking him for standing up against Melanie the she-beast. He had waved his thanks. Anything more would be overkill.
As they were not supposed to use work computers for anything other than work, Ty had to get sneaky to gather more information. He extracted his phone from his pocket, but fearing Melanie might soon be out for blood, he slid it covertly under his desk and scrolled through as discreetly as possible. He soon fou
