Loving You (Remembrance Series, Book 2) by Cynthia P. O'Neill Page A

going to call for an emergency meeting and request a vote of ‘No Confidence’ in the administrator. Can you do this for me?”
    “Sure, no problem,” I said, seriously trying to make my facial expressions and tone of voice sound convincing.
    “You are the key to finally getting what I have been working for during these past few years. Thank you, Jordan. I promise you will not regret coming to our side.” She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and gave a gentle squeeze. I returned the hug with one of my own, feeling repulsed, internally, by the mere touch of her.
    Our conversation ended and we walked on toward our individual cars and smiled as we waved goodbye to one another.
    I knew she was up to no good. The brush of her hand always made me feel like my skin was on fire. Now I knew why; she was the epitome of evil.
    My mind raced as I rehashed the conversation in my head, trying to figure out what I should do about the information and who I should trust. I knew instantly not to put my faith in Pamela. She could not possibly go from disliking me to all of the sudden being my best friend in just a few short weeks; and worse, it took the loss of my father’s life for her to approach me and then my being seriously injured to play me. I was furious!
    I now understood how I was being tested and why I needed to stand strong. If I reported this and was found out, I would have much of the office against me. However, if I did nothing, the office could be set for major restructuring if Pamela took over. What to do?
    I drove around in circles for what seemed like an eternity trying to figure out what I should do. A gentle voice in my head, that sounded much like my father’s said, “Do what is right. The truth has a way of coming out.” Finally, I found myself back in the garage and parked on the garage’s 2 nd floor next to Caroline’s car and headed toward her office.
    “Jordan, I thought you had left already.” My luck held out and she was in her office.
    “Caroline, we need to talk…now!” Her face was shocked by my insistence.
    I closed her office door quickly, took a seat across from her and began to elaborate on the conversation I had just experienced in the garage. I admitted that I was never really getting close to Pamela and that I had only played the part to learn why her sudden interest in me. I gave her all the sordid details of what transpired, including my falsified answers, to get the truth finally out on the table.
    Caroline’s expression was one of pure shock. She knew there was something amiss within the office, but I don’t think even she was prepared for how extreme this was.
    “I should have known you would never turn your back on me or the office. I am sorry for ever doubting you.”
    She came around the desk to give me a hug. “Thank you for being such a devoted employee. I need you to keep playing along to get as much information as you can and find out who all is involved in the plot. Would you be willing to repeat everything to our head doctors and the hospital’s Board of Directors?”
    The idea of addressing the doctors did not appeal to me, at all. “I only want the truth to come out,” I answered less than enthusiastically.
    “Today has been one crazy day. Let’s get out of here and hope tomorrow is better. Goodnight Jordan and thanks again for your assistance.”
    “Goodnight Caroline.”
    It was already well past the time I had anticipated getting on the road. I gave Mom a quick call to let her know I was on my way, with a brief description of everything that had come to light. She had words of praise for my efforts, but warned me to be careful. I wasn’t ready to speak to Gregory, because I knew the speech I would get from him, when he found out. She promised to let him know I was on my way.
    Mom was upstairs in the guest bedroom when I arrived at Gregory’s place.
    I walked over, after placing my keys and purse on the table, to give him a quick kiss on the lips. He leaned