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was one seriously hard nut, and Kevin was clenching his teeth like his jaw ached. It probably did. “I do,” Kevin rejoined. There was nothing else he could say.
    Jenna sat silent and wary. Dunning never did anything without a reason, and she knew her well-being was the farthest thing from his mind. Even if she came out of this unscathed by the law her past stood a good chance of being exposed, and her job would likely be lost either way.
    Tears rose to her eyes but she held them in check. Everything was falling apart, and somehow it all had begun when the man next to her had sauntered into an elevator and started her heart pounding and her body aching.
    Damn him all to hell! He had no right to screw up her life! She realized Dunning was speaking to her and she forced herself to listen. “Do you understand?”
    “Perfectly,” she did not have a clue what he had said but she had a feeling that the gist of it was that she was not to speak to anyone other than a company lawyer. Not that she had any intention of doing so since she knew damn well that talking was the last thing she needed to do right now.
    The meeting adjourned with Kevin stalking out. Blake watched him go, his own emotions barely held in check. Being in the same room with that same man was difficult, he wanted to punch him in the face. He wanted to open his mouth and spit out the whole truth, purge it from his conscience once and for all.
    Jenna saw the look on his face before he disguised it and again she wondered what was between the two of them. She had bigger concerns however, the first being her job. “Mister Dunning where should I work today?”
    “In your office.”
    Blake blinked. The man could not expect her to work in a crime scene, even if it were possible. “They are processing her office so that is out for the day.”
    Dunning gave them both a long level look and when he spoke again it was through a shark-like grin that showed every single large tooth in his head. “I suppose you’re right. The only recourse is to allow her to take Pitt’s office.”
    It wasn’t a choice. It was either work there or go home and leaving the company would mean leaving her employment behind, and they all knew it. Brad Dunning would only protect her as long as she was a liability, and at that moment that was precisely what she was. He would do whatever it took to keep this incident from wrecking his company’s reputation and there was not one person in that room who did not know that not only did Dunning not care if Jenna had killed Pitt, he would do whatever it took to get her off the hook just to keep the company’s name intact.
    He was a harder nut than even Blake had suspected. Jenna squared her shoulders and asked, “Do you suppose it would be possible to recover my files?”
    Blake wanted to shake his head. Business as usual, and a man was dead. Maybe she was cold blooded enough to be a killer.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Jenna was rattled, despite her outward composure. Walking into Pitt’s office she felt a sense of wrongness, like she was breaking into someone’s home. In a way she was, Pitt had once been even more dedicated than ever Jenna—and his personal life reflected that.
    It was widely known that he often stayed late at the office, not to work, but from lack of anything else to do. His kids had grown up and left home and his former wife was a stranger, as was the rest of his family.
    Jenna had often seen him after hours, sitting at his desk, leaned back in his chair with his tie loosened and his jacket tossed over the back of his chair, his computer turned to sports news and his dinner sitting on the edge of his desk.
    His office smelled of Pitt: musky cologne and egg salad sandwiches, as well as the pine scented air freshener and the ubiquitous lemon oil used by the cleaning staff. Everything was neat and tidy and she paused for a moment, confused. Pitt was hardly tidy, he always had a stack of papers teetering on his desk’s surface and a