CHAPTER 33
JD was waiting for Tana when she breezed into the office. In fact, he wasn’t just waiting for her—he was in her cubicle, sitting at her desk like it was his. And in a way it was, given that as managing editor he ruled over everyone and everything in the newsroom, and could sit wherever he damn well pleased.
He swung around and looked up at Tana. She noticed that her Aeron chair was a bit too small for him.
“Montana! How nice of you to drop by.”
“Sorry I’m late, JD.”
“How was lunch?” he said, faking a smile.
As if he really cared, Tana thought. “Fine,” she said, hoping that would be enough and that JD wouldn’t interrogate her about where she went and why she was late.
JD glanced at his watch. “Long too, I’d say.” He looked up at Tana. “Would you say that too, Mon-ta-na? Th
