Chapter 240

RANDY PUSHED PAPERS AROUND George's desk. Eli had already ransacked it during the day, but maybe the remnants would tell Randy something. He'd already been over Fiona's desk. Even Randy's workspace had more personality than hers, and that was telling.

A few of the employees had drifted over on their way out to ask where Fiona was. Besides the obvious panic over George being gone and the fabricated memo Eli had leaked about the company being bought, there was considerable unrest over Fiona's absence. Quite a few people seemed unable to function without some sort of answer or input from her.

Interesting.

For someone with so much influence, she'd hardly left a trace.

It was normal for people to keep mementos, pictures, or even utilitarian items that held some sort of personality. Fiona's desk was bland. Even her sticky notes were uninteresting. It was the desk of someone who could pick up and leave in a moment's notice.

She'd planned this.

Whoever Fiona was, she'd been ready.