With the tension from the previous night guiding my steps, it didn’t take me long to reach my artful boss’s office. Knocking on the door, I sought permission to enter. Strangely, the response came in a woman’s voice.
“You may come in.”
Not allowing the amazement of being invited into my boss’s office by a woman to surface on my face, I intended on appearing as aloof as the day I had seen him embracing another woman, his wife.
“Oh, it’s Mrs Dimitra Knight,” said Nessa in a somewhat welcoming tone. "Are you here to meet up with my husband so early in the morning?"
With a nod, I dropped the documents on the desk and enquired her about Tobias’s return. Giving it a little thought, she shrugged her shoulders, claiming that she had no clue when he’d come back and then insisted that I share w
