Cindy's phone buzzed again, almost as if on cue, right after she read Daniel's first message. She quickly unlocked her phone and saw that Daniel had sent another text: *I've got the information. Meet me in the parking lot.*
Her heart raced as she swiftly grabbed her coat and purse, leaving her office with purpose. Cindy knew that Daniel was efficient, but she was still surprised at how quickly he had gathered the information. It reminded her of the influence Alexander wielded; Daniel was, after all, not just any assistant—he was the right hand of one of the most powerful men in the business world.
When Cindy arrived at the parking lot, she found Daniel already waiting by his car. He gave her a respectful nod as she approached, his expression serious.
"Miss Richards," Daniel greeted her formally, despite their familiar dealings. "I've got the information you requested."
Cindy nodded, eager to hear what he had uncovered. "What did you find out?"