Liam trudged slowly to Jennie’s office. He referred to her as Miss Hellman in the presence of others, even though she had continually asked him to use her first name. They were more than acquaintances, after all. Those bridges had been crossed a long time ago.
He stood in front of her door and heaved a deep sigh. He was really tired. He had been working all week, examining the gemstones and antiques that passed through the museum, scrutinizing every single item. At this point, he might as well ask for a raise.
He knocked on the door once, and then walked in. Jennie Hellman was just looking up from her computer. She flashed him her intensely intimidating smile that would melt the knees of just about anyone.
“Liam, you’re here. Thank goodness. Have a seat, please.”
He settled down in
