Chapter fifty four

Fury coursed through his veins as he thought of what Bob had just done. His office was a mess, not much different from what had happened inside Sinclair's office just a day ago.

He couldn't believe that he'd been careless enough too and let his secretary gain access to his office and go through his drawers and shelf.

Although his furniture was still intact, he knew it was only a matter of time before they would tear it apart if they couldn't find what they were looking for.

Bob returned shortly after, his face said everything even before he could open his mouth. "She's gone." He said.

Jeremy nodded, he hadn't expected less, "And by she's gone you mean?" He asked, just for clarification.

"The security said she complained of a bad stomach ache as she drove out, but I've checked her desk, it's cleared out, and everything is gone including the house plant she brought." He explained.

"So, you're in this mess all by yourself apparently, what do you have to say? Were you stealing from