Jack let Chris into the house when he returned the Friday before Thanksgiving. Not catching sight of Jill, Chris couldn't help asking, "Where's the wife?"
"Work. You won't be running into her much. I got a key made for you. I want you to restrict your work hours to between nine and four thirty when we're both at work."
How devious of Jack. Did he suspect Chris's interest? "It will take a lot longer to get the job done," Chris warned. "I don't mind staring early and finishing late."
Baring his teeth in a smile that didn't reach his eyes, Jack replied. "Take as long as you need. I don't mind paying a little extra to ensure my wife and I retain our privacy."
Chris didn't miss the emphasis and jealousy reared its head. However, punching his employer on day one probably wouldn't go over wel
