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She feels sick at this admission.She can't find her words."How did you know?" She asks quietly, and Carlos runs a hand through his hair, standing up.The light on his desk is beeping, indicating somebody is entering the code to come into the quarters."How did you know, Carlos?" Conrad repeats, standing up on shaky legs.She feels like she's going to throw up."Sit down, let's talk about it," Carlos says quietly, looking up at her.Conrad scowls at him, shaking her head."No, Carlos, I won't sit down. If you can't tell me, I'm not going to stay here. Do you know what else is going to happen in my life? Have you turned into some sort of crazy mind-reader? Actually, you know what, I don't think I want to know," she blabbers, massaging her temples lightly.Carlos stands up, not breaking eye contact with her."Connie, I spoke to a witch about you. You can speak to her if you want, but we have more pressing issues right now," he informs her, turning his monitor around to face her.On the
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Does she enjoy working? Yes.Does she enjoy socialising? Yes.Does she enjoy interacting with co-workers who she's never met? No.Conrad reluctantly leaves her office, seeing Carlos beckoning to her.The nine office workers, not including Carlos or herself, are gathered around one of the vacant desks in the lowest part of the office, laughing and chatting."Guys, this is our new co-worker. Her name is Conrad Rosser; she's worked here before. She's a tracker, and our current chief-of-staff until we can organise alternative arrangements. After that, she'll be leading our trackers," Carlos declares, and one of the women purses her lips.Oh no. She's going to be bitchy, Jane murmurs."What experience does she have?" The woman asks, which Conrad thinks is a very valid question. If she's going to be her boss, however briefly, she has the right to question her."I'm the future Beta of the Marcus pack. I've worked here for four months before as a primary tracker and analyst. I have plenty of
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Conrad is already tired two weeks into her job.She's over it.Charlotte went home last week, after a week of getting to know her mate, promising to come back every weekend she could until she was able to secure a transfer, which Conrad was attempting to help her with.Jeanne was still being weird with her since they had their disagreement over making fun of Meg, so Conrad felt slightly isolated.She had become pretty friendly with everyone in the office, especially Aaron and Scarlet, the two trackers.They had gone out together the week before, and got absolutely smashed.They had all regretted it the next morning, but they enjoyed it before then."Do you have the files for the interviews?" Carlos asks, swinging into her office abruptly.He scares the shit out of her for a minute, and her heart is in her throat with fear until she recognises him."Yeah. They're on the table over there," Conrad mumbles, opening one of her eyes to stare at him."Are you okay?" He questions, furrowing h
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How had he forgotten Sabrina was off school this week?"Why are you cooking? You never cook," Sabrina points out, wrapping her arms around her father's waist."No, I know; how did you get here?" He asks hesitantly, and Sabrina rolls her eyes, looking far more mature than her seven years."Jackie's mom dropped me off," Sabrina sighs, unwrapping herself from her father and walking over to the counter, standing on her tip-toes to see what was on the marble."It's a smoothie. Do you want some?" He asks, and Sabrina nods, giving him a wide smile.She's missing one of her baby teeth since the last time she was home, and he had made sure to send the school money for the tooth fairy as soon as she had called him to let him know.He felt bad for missing out on so much of her life, but he knew it wouldn't make sense for her to do schooling at the capital.He worked so much, and she had nobody else to go to; his mom was three hours away, and she had little interest in the grandchild her son had
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The next month is more or less hell on earth for everyone involved.The work is hectic and repetitive, and Conrad is on the verge of tears when their interns arrive.Amber Adamo leads the pack, a look of nervous excitement on her face.The nervousness vanishes, replaced by a wide smile when she spots Conrad leaning against the counter in the kitchen area.Amber waves frantically at Conrad, who's eyes widen as she recognises the girl, giving her a wave back.She has a nasty gash on her leg since the day before, and it hasn't healed, causing Scarlet to be rather concerned about her fellow tracker.Her knee-length jumper dress exposes this slash, and it's forced into the spotlight as she walks towards the interns.She clears her throat quietly, blinking away her tears.She has a cup of coffee in her hand, something she doesn't love to drink but is desperately needed this week.They have annual reports to do, and whoever was doing them before Conrad had a very loose grasp on both formalit
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She hates mud.She hates it even more when it's almost up to her knees.Conrad looks over her shoulder, making sure Scarlet was close by."You doing okay?" Conrad calls, adjusting the bag on her back."I fucking hate this," Scarlet screams, stomping her foot.Mud flies upwards, nearly hitting her."I know," Conrad sighs, waiting for her friend to catch up."Why couldn't they send Aaron? He's taller than both of us; it would be safer for him to be in here," Scarlet whines.Conrad offers her hand, which Scarlet manages to grab.Conrad hauls her forward, and Scarlet is finally beside her.They stop moving, leaning against respective trees."I still don't see anyone. I think Amaretti is doing this on purpose, torturing us," Scarlet scowls, taking a swig of the water from her bag."I don't think he's that brave," Conrad snorts, "this is literal hell. I swear to the Goddess, if I don't see a clue soon, I'm giving up."Thunder booms above them and Scarlet glowers at her friend."If it rains
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"She can't get away with this," Scarlet cries out, slamming her hands onto the table.They didn't even take the time to change before coming back to the office.Scarlet was afraid Conrad would do something she would regret if they had any diversions.Conrad herself is sitting in the armchair in the boardroom, her face completely blank."Scarlet relax. She won't; we have the tape," Carlos barks back, nodding to Conrad.They had all downloaded the tape, and it had been backed up to the cloud and hard drives in the office as soon as they had arrived.Conrad's eyes are firmly fixed on the hardened mud on her boots, her elbows leaning against her thighs."She'll say it's doctored," Scarlet roars in Carlos' face.A stern look from him makes her step back a little, and he nods.He's still her boss, and his wolf is furious at the disrespect Carlos is allowing."Are you sure she didn't know you were there?" Carlos asks calmly, looking at Conrad.She looks up, pursing her lips."She definitely
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Conrad is still embarrassed about crying in front of Carlos, three hours later.She's on the phone with Charlotte while she's wandering around her bathroom, preparing for her shower."Your mom told me to ask you if you're going to be coming home any weekend soon. She wants to book a cruise, and she wants to be home whenever you come home," Charlotte drawls through the phone, cringing as she can hear something fall.Conrad dives after the bottle of conditioner that slipped out of her hands, straightening back up as she puts it onto the shower shelf."Tell her I'll let her know. It's hectic here at the moment; I've been in the office and field the last nine days," Conrad responds, her eyes squeezed closed.She really wants to tell Charlotte about what's going on because her friend could attempt to give her signature half-bad advice."You sound like you have a frog in your throat. Do you want me to get Matt to check on you? Because he will," Charlotte suggests, and Conrad rubs her temple
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