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truth would come out. A promotion would look bad for both of us—not that it mattered. Maddox had made a point to let everyone know that he wasn’t impressed with my work—a report that I had given one-hundred percent, and my best was damn good.
    I looked over my transcript and shook my head. The translation was spot-on. The report was comprehensive. I hovered the mouse over the right-facing arrow and clicked it, playing the audio again.
    The longer the two Italian men’s voices bantered about a job and the hooker one of them had had relations with the night before, the more my cheeks reddened with anger. I took pride in my reports. It was my first assignment at the San Diego field office, and Maddox calling me out in front of everyone had just been poor form.
    Then, I thought about lunch with Val the day before and the warnings she’d given me about Maddox.
    “He will tell you that you’re worthless as an agent even if you’re the best of the best just so he can observe your performance when your confidence has been crushed.”
    I ripped the headphones from my head and gripped the report in my hands. I rushed toward the ASAC’s office at the far end of the squad room.
    I paused upon seeing the stunningly beautiful woman who served as a checkpoint before one could enter Maddox’s office suite. The nameplate on her desk read CONSTANCE ASHLEY , a name that suited her with her white-blonde hair falling in soft waves, cascading just a bit over her shoulders, nearly matching her porcelain skin. She peered up at me from under thick lashes, and she practically batted her eyes at me.
    “Agent Lindy,” she said with just a hint of a Southern twang. Constance’s rosy cheeks, poise, and down-home disposition were all a ruse. Her steely blue eyes betrayed her.
    “Miss Ashley,” I said, nodding.
    She offered a sweet smile. “Just Constance.”
    “Just Liis.” I tried not to sound as impatient as I felt. She was nice, but I was rather anxious to speak with Maddox.
    She touched the tiny apparatus in her ear and then nodded. “Agent Lindy, I’m afraid Special Agent Maddox is away from his desk. May I set up an appointment?”
    “Where is he?” I asked.
    “That’s classified,” she said, her sweet smile unwavering.
    I flicked my badge. “Thankfully, I have top-secret clearance.”
    Constance wasn’t amused.
    “I need to speak with him,” I said, trying not to beg. “He is expecting my report.”
    She touched the small plastic device again and nodded. “He’ll return after lunch.”
    “Thank you,” I said, turning on my heels and heading back the way I’d come.
    Instead of retreating to my cubicle, I went into the hall and poked around until I found Val. She was in Agent Marks’s office.
    “Can I speak with you for a minute?” I asked.
    She looked at Marks and then stood. “Sure.”
    She shut the door behind her, biting her lip.
    “Sorry to interrupt.”
    She made a face. “He’s been chasing me for six months. Now that Trex is out of the way, he is under the misapprehension that he has a chance.”
    My face compressed. “Did I transfer to a singles bar?” I shook my head. “Don’t answer that. I need a favor.”
    “Already?”
    “Where does Maddox frequent around lunchtime? Does he have a favorite eatery? Does he stay here?”
    “The fitness room. He’s there every day at this time.”
    “That’s right. You’ve mentioned that. Thanks,” I said.
    She called after me, “He hates being interrupted! As in, his soul hates being interrupted!”
    “He hates everything,” I grumbled under my breath, pressing the button for the elevator.
    I went down two levels and then took the skywalk to the west offices.
    The newly built San Diego office was comprised of three large buildings, and it would likely be a maze to me for a week or two at least. It was a stroke of luck that Val had shown me the way to the fitness room the day before.
    The closer I came to the fitness room, the faster I walked. I