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about?”

Josh shrugged. “Hell if I know.”

“He’s never going to use his office, is he?”

“No.”

Cal and his office had become a running joke.

“I suppose I can deal with toilet roll.”

Dave blinked. “Sorry?”

“Toilet roll. Isn’t that what you call it?”

“Why the hell are you talking about toilet roll?”

“Because you guys use enough to paper—” Josh had no fucking idea what analogy to use. “Whatever.”

Dave still looked confused. “Isn’t this a managed office? Don’t we have contracts for that?”

“The building does, but this floor is supposed to be empty. Cal didn’t think to let them know we’d need replacements. I think that’s supposed to be my job.” Josh twisted his lips. “Do you think they’ll dispose of body parts?”

“You could ask.”

Josh sighed. “I’d better get on with it. I’ll use Cal’s office. Maybe I can make it mine.”

He went into Cal’s office. Technically it was the corner office, the biggest one. It didn’t matter. Cal wasn’t going to use it. He settled himself behind the desk, imagining himself in the room. The pictures were of the London skyline. He’d get rid of those. He had his pictures of Charlie’s Angels waiting for an opportunity like this.

But toilet roll. How did six men get through so much paper? Josh made a list of what they needed, until he could get the building managers to service the floor.

Josh was deep in making lists when someone tapped on the door. He sighed and looked up. “Get in here.”

He was surprised to see Max smiling at him tentatively.

“Hi there.”

Josh raised an eyebrow. “Problem?”

“Do you know where Cal is?”

“He’s in the office on the other side.”

Max shook his head. “No, he’s not. I checked.”

“Perhaps he’s in the john using more toilet roll.”

“No. I checked that too.”

This didn’t sound good. “He’s not on another floor?”

“No.”

Josh narrowed his eyes. “What you’re telling me is Cal has left the building.”

“I think so. I didn’t notice him go.”

Josh huffed loudly, then saw Max cringe. “It’s not your fault, kid. How did he get out without someone noticing?”

Max pressed his lips together. “Come with me.”

Josh followed him out of the office and through the conference room. The minute he got into the small office he understood.

“Charlie, I’m gonna fucking neuter you as soon as I get my hands on you,” he snarled.

Cal had picked the one room on the floor with a door to the fire escape, counting on no one paying attention. Josh ground his teeth together. He was going to kill Cal slowly and painfully. Really slowly and very painfully. Chyna Moles would have nothing on him.

If he isn’t dead already.

Josh ran his fingers through his hair, wrapping the dirty blond locks around his fingers in a futile attempt to think.

“Where would he go?”

He looked at Max, and then at Gil who stood behind Max. Gil’s eyes told him what he didn’t want to know.

“The agency,” he muttered. “Fuck it.”

“The agency,” Gil agreed bleakly.

“The one thing Dominic told him not to do.”

“Why?” Rick asked.

“He’s going to beg for help from Mullins,” Gil said.

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Josh kicked the trash can, sending it flying across the room.

Max flinched at Josh’s sudden burst of anger. “Why didn’t he wait for CDR?”

“Because that stupid British part of his brain still trusts the agency.”

“Hey.” Rick scowled but it wasn’t that heated.

Gil growled low under his breath. “That weasel is going to love Cal asking for his help. He’s going to make Cal beg.”

I’m the only one who gets to make Callum Ross beg, Josh snarled in his head.

He didn’t even feel like making that inappropriate comment out loud. Fuck it, why did Charlie do this?

“Okay.” Josh took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then he stared at his team. “Max, find out if Cal is at the agency.”

“Dave, Rick, you come with me.”

“You’re going to the agency?” Dave asked.

“I’m going to get Cal back and remind him where his loyalties lie. Gil and Max, you keep looking for Weatherly. Anything you find, call me.”

“Call you, not Cal?” Max queried.

Josh resisted the urge to wrap his hands around Max’s throat and throttle him. He said through gritted teeth, “You call me.” Then he looked at Gil. “You keep looking for Lucinda. Angel Enterprises will not let her down.”

Gil gave a curt nod. “Max, let’s go back over the CCTV footage at the back of the building.”

His phone to his ear, Max stared at him. “You’ve got to be joking. We’ve already checked it twice.”

“I’m not. I’ve got an idea who delivered the box to

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