two doors down. Especially as he could imagine how it would go. Yet another heartbroken woman to add to the very long list that was in Sam’s wake.
“What? That’s, that’s...sexist! You can’t do that, boss.” Sam was staring wide eyed, with a shocked look on his face.
It was a look Ronan knew well and he ignored it.
“I can do whatever the hell I want, and I’m telling you, if you want an assistant you are not hiring a female. Wait, yes you can...if she’s old, grey, and definitely not your type...so suck it up.” Ronan was pleased to see Sam’s crestfallen look and almost laughed.
“ Jeez, what the hell, Ronan? You certainly got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning,” Sam complained as he drank some more of his coffee before getting up and leaving.
Ronan said nothing more, just smiled as his friend frowned at him.
Opening his laptop, Ronan opened his emails, starting to write one informing folks he was looking for an assistant, and advising what was required. He sent it to all heads of departments, asking them to print it out and place it on the notice boards dotted around the building. He hoped he could find someone who would be good for the job. He really didn’t think he could carry on without some help. If he had to do another month’s expenses and wages on his own again, he would quit and retire some place nice.
The rest of the day went as normal, phone calls, emails, sorting the extra teams to scour the perimeter of the city near to where the hunters had been seen. Ronan wanted plenty of advance warning if they ventured into the populated areas. He took a break after meeting with Sam, Drake and Serge, going over their mission.
Feeling a little off kilter, and having no idea why, Ronan went for a long walk, then spent a few hours in the gym on the first floor, next to the locker room. He had a small one set up in his apartment, using one of the spare bedrooms, but he wanted to use just about every piece of equipment the larger gym held. He worked himself hard, dripping in sweat by the time he was finished. He needed a long shower to clean himself from the smell of his workout, before going to get suited up for their mission.
His workouts weren’t just a vain act to keep him looking good. Ronan needed to be fit and as strong as possible to hold his position. With some of the antiquated laws, both Vampire and Wolf, he sometimes had to ‘intervene’ in a dispute. The intervention usually involved some kind of one on one fight, so he kept himself as fit and strong as he possibly could in order to make sure he would win in any conflict related scraps.
That was actually part of his job that he enjoyed...far more than the paperwork side.
Esther was waiting on him as he exited the elevator in the parking area, a serene look on her old face. She may look like someone’s grandmother, but he could feel the power inside the woman as he walked over.
“Good evening, Ronan. I trust you are well?” Esther smiled up into his face as he came alongside her.
“ Yeah, I’m good. We all set for tonight?” his eyes moved to find the rest of his team and saw them sitting waiting in one of the larger SUV’s.
“ Yes, yes, we shall see what tonight brings, I am hopeful all will go well.”
With that Esther turned and walked over to the vehicle, got in the back with Serge and Sam, as he followed and got in front. Drake was in the driver’s seat again, and he guessed there had been a tussle or two over that.
Seeing the frown on Sam’s face confirmed it.
“ Okay, let’s go.” He motioned with his hand and Drake pulled away, on their way back to where they had seen the girl.
“ Please remember, this girl has probably been hunted for a long time, so she will not trust easily. We have to try and make her understand that we are no threat to her, and are, in fact, trying to help. That may not be easy...but we have to try.”
Esther’s calm voice settled Ronan slightly, as he hoped they could
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