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When the evening wrapped up, Conor headed for his SUV parked around back. As he reached to open the door, a shadow loomed over him. “Hand over the pendant, Roviin Felkir,” a gruff hand tightened on his shoulder. Conor panicked, but images of his short training with Celia flooded his mind. He ducked and spun, trying to process the odd words the man had spoken. “What do you want? And what did you call me?” Conor backed toward the Spice Emporium hoping to draw attention. Four more figures appeared, one was
The next morning, Parker drove Conor and Anna to the community center. When they arrived, Johnathan come out to greet them. “Ah, Conor! You did come back. Good to see you again. You haven’t happened to have seen our wayward Cara recently, have you? The kids miss her terribly.” “Did she not tell you? Her new boyfriend Peter has swept her off her feet and taken her off to Targu Province for a sightseeing trip. I believe they are not due back for about two weeks.” “I see. Well, good for her… Tell me, is he
The next week, Mr. Nuri called for a meeting with Conor. The team assembled in the large boardroom of Vokrizin. It was the first time this large room had been used. When Conor arrived, he saw Mr. Hartland there, who had negotiated his original contract with NewAge Gaming. “Mr. Hartland, how goes business these days?” “Very well Mr. Brantley. “I like the new office space, but I noticed on the way in this is Vokrizin. I am not sure I am familiar with the company. Will they be partnering with us?”
As the team departed, Anna hung back to speak with Conor. “Conor?” “What is it, Anna?” “I have been thinking. While it is… convenient to already be at the office in the morning… I think it may be time for us to find you a proper apartment. The room was never really designed for you to live in full time. It was only me
Tuesday morning, Conor was working his shift at Jackson's furniture, helping his teammate Ryan move a large sofa from the floor to the loading bay for a client when a familiar voice made him nearly drop the sofa. “Hey, pay attention!” called Ryan, struggling to keep his end up. Conor quickly lifted his end back up and maneuvered the corner into the back warehouse. Once the sofa was placed, Ryan demanded, “What gives? Have you gone spacey on me?” Conor worked his normal shift the following day, walking out to find Anna sitting in her car waiting for him. She rolled down the window. “Ready to go look at some apartments?” “Sure, do you have some picked out?” he asked, sliding into the passenger seat. “I found a few just around the corner from here, and one over by the spice shop. But, I do have some bad news.”  Rejected Billionaire 67: Apartment shoping
The next day, Conor left his office apartment and went to the conference room. He peered around the corner and saw Kayle sitting at the secretary desk. “Kayle, would you please call the team for a meeting?” “Sure thing Mr. Brantley,” she replied with a smile. A few minutes later, Mr. Nuri, Jarad, Anna, and Abby piled into the conference room and took their seats around Conor.
‘You are doing well, young Kendov. However, your training is lax.’ Conor mentally pressed back, ‘I have been a bit busy’ Celia’s mental prod followed him as he entered his secret room, ‘Your bedroom escapades with miss Anna were permissible for a time. I was not about to deny you such comforts. However, I believe even she senses that time is coming to an end. She is not your mat