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further along the corridor. “This is your office for as long as you’re here. I’ve emailed you the files I think you’ll need. All of our individual project details are listed in separate files.”  
    Light flooded the room through the floor to ceiling window, giving Nicky an equally impressive view of the Bridger Mountain Range. A burnt orange sofa and potted plants made the space feel like someone’s permanent office, rather than a temporary hideaway for an undercover investigation. “What about copies of tender documents, invoices, and contracts for each project?”
    Sitting down at her desk, Sam started the computer. “We keep electronic copies of all paper transactions in each project folder. Copies of all internal and external mail relating to each job are scanned and added as well.” He pushed back from behind the desk. “All you need to do is add your own password, and you’ll be set for work tomorrow.”
    “I thought you wanted me to start today?”
    “I do,” he said. “This morning I’ll take you around the building, show you where everyone sits, and tell you how the different teams work together on projects. I’ve made an appointment for you to see Giles Buckley, our accountant, at nine o’clock tomorrow morning. He’ll show you what he’s uncovered so far.”  
    Grabbing a notebook and pen out of her bag, she followed Sam down the corridor.  
    “It looks as though we’re not alone,” he said. Knocking on a door, he disappeared inside another office. She poked her head around the doorframe, not sure whether she should go in or not.
    “Nicky Scotson, meet Patrick O’Flynn. He’s the Project Manager for the Great Falls apartment development I told you about earlier.”
    “Nice to meet you.” Moving into the room, she smiled at the forty-something man sitting behind his desk, charmed by his easy smile and good looks.  
    “Nicky’s here to make us all work more efficiently,” Sam said. “And the best place to start would be with this rascal.”
    Patrick laughed. “Don’t be taken in by what he tells you, Nicky. I’m not the only rascal in the room. If I hadn’t moved fast, Sam would have made a move on my dearly beloved before she got to know what a great catch I am.”
    “That was a few years ago,” Sam smiled. “I would have thought being godfather to two of your kids would have made up for it.”
    “It’s just as well Renee knows quality when she sees it then, isn’t it?” Standing up from behind his desk, Patrick moved toward an impressive model of two low rise buildings. With a grin on his face, he waved his hand toward the table. “Talking about quality, Nicky, let me introduce you to The Oasis Apartments.”
    Her gaze roamed over the model. Each apartment had a wide balcony, with lots of stone and wood features softening the outside of the building. “It’s beautiful.”  
    Reaching for a book on the table, Patrick began flicking through the pages. “Tower one, on the left, has three residential levels, and tower two has four. Both have restaurants, cafes, and specialty stores on the ground floor. From top to bottom, they’re pure luxury.” Passing the book across to her, he said, “We furnished one of the penthouse apartments for these sales photos. What do you think?”
    Nicky’s mouth dropped open. He hadn’t been kidding when he’d said they were luxurious. No expense had been spared in filling the apartment with furniture and fittings meant to impress the most discerning buyers. “I love the marble counter tops in the kitchen and bathrooms, and the living room is incredible.”  
    Dark chunky furniture, softened with cushions in soft blue and aqua, turned the open plan room into a serene escape away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Sheer curtains framed a balcony that wrapped around one full side of the apartment, showcasing spectacular views of the Missouri River.  
    Turning over the rest of the pages, she looked at models lounging