********** picked up the bracelet and gently stroked it. Molina loved gems and pearls, always turning her nose up at silver pieces, and this one clearly looked like something for women.
After ruling out every other possibility, Ellet had a name in his mind—Calista!
Ellet narrowed his eyes and glanced toward the direction Calista had just left, his mind replaying her expression and the way she answered him.
"Was it you?" he muttered.
*****
The next afternoon, Calista walked into Ellet's office with a lunchbox.
The moment she entered, she noticed the file on his desk, which was placed so obviously that it almost seemed intentional.
"Sir, your lunch." Calista set the lunchbox down on the desk, opened it, and began taking out the food.
Ellet put down his pen and leaned back in his chai
