"I see," said Jackie. "Is he seeing her now?"
"I'm not sure. If you'll hang on a minute, I'll ask around."
"Discreetly?" Jackie asked.
"Of course. Be right back."
They could hear the sound of slot machines in the background as a door apparently opened and then closed. After a long silence, Grant came back on the line. "No, she dumped him about six months later."
"Do you know why?"
"I don't, want me to ask her?"
"No thanks, we can take it from here. How's Jeffery?"
"He's doing great, thanks to you. My door is always open and this place is yours, when the three of you are ready for a good time."
"We might just take you up on that," Jackie said. "Thanks, Grant."
"Anytime…anytime at all, you know that, Jackie. I owe you my soul."
Michael waited until Jackie hung up before he said, "Another happy customer."
"Atlantic City sounds pretty good to me," said Carl.
"Is your curiosity satisfied, gentlemen? We now know Connelly is unfaithful and that he truly is a gambler. What more do we need to know about him?"
"I wonder why Joyce dumped him," Michael muttered.
Jackie frowned. "Have you hacked into the boarding school yet?"
"I'm hacking, I'm hacking. All I need is a password and the computer is still searching for one."
*
"I've been over the spreadsheets twice and the answer is the same," Maggie whispered. Instead of going to the break room, they walked down the sidewalk in front of the GSTS building until they were almost to the corner of the block.
Jim shook his head. "A hundred thousand dollars short?"
"That's what I keep coming up with."
"There are a lot of dishonest people in the world and I'm convinced they all work here. Are you going to tell Nicole what you found?"
"I have to; it's so obvious, anybody could find it and she knows I'm not that stupid."
Jim stopped and nervously ran his fingers through his red hair. "This is not good, not good at all." When he glanced back, Nicole was standing outside smoking and watching them.
"At least they can't accuse us of stealing it. We don't have access to any of the company's funds," said Maggie.
He intentionally turned his back to Nicole. "Don't count on that. They'll have to blame someone. I wonder why I never noticed."
"Maybe they have two sets of books."
"Maybe the books she gave you are for the sex phone business."
Maggie thought about that for a moment. "I don't think so. It could be, I guess, but they don't require deposits for that business, do they?"