Wynta
Her meetings were over for the morning, and she’d attended to physio at 1pm, Kyan had driven her there, though she’d told him she had to make a stop on the way back to the office. Told him she had a meeting in the company apartment building, and she was carrying her briefcase and as she was driven to the meeting she was on the phone talking about marketing strategies for that new restaurant that had signed contracts with the company.
She made sure to ask the owner how he liked the new apartment. While she was in the car with Kyan, she knew he was listening to her and had called this man on purpose. She did want a sit down with him, but not today. He’d barely had time to let the ink dry on his contracts, but Kyan didn’t know that.
So, as far as Kyan knew, she was going to his apart
