“Yes. She’s onto you.”
“How did she even have your number?”
“I’m guessing she’s a resourceful woman. She knew who I was and that I worked closest with you.”
“What did she ask?”
“Mainly about your schedule. She was very interested in our late-night project.”
Winston sighed. “What did you tell her?”
“That we’re preparing something big. That was a mistake. She became even more suspicious, but I was very evasive after that.”
“I haven’t told them about the financial issues.”
I’d suspected that, but hearing him confirm it stirred something in me. He was protecting everyone else, but who was protecting him?
“Well, she won’t find out from me.”
His eyes turned soft. “Thanks. By the way, I’ve seen the memo about the Christmas party. It’s earlier than usual.” It was next week.
I’d waited too long to bring this up to him. No time like the present.
“Yes. I thought everyone will be more relaxed at the beginning of the month.”
“I agree.”
“We’re also playing Secret Santa this year. I think everyone would love it if you participated.”
“Secret Santa.”
“Yes. It’s a game where everyone’s name—”
“I know how it works, Sienna.”
I perked up.
“Just making sure. So, can I add you to the list?”
“On one condition.”
“What?”
“You’ll find out on the evening of the party.”
“You want me to agree to something without knowing what?”
He didn’t answer, merely pinned me with his gaze. Oh my God. He absolutely did expect that.
The tips of my ears felt hot. “Your mom was right.”
“About what?”
“You knowing all the tricks.”
“She said that?”
“Yes. Though I don’t think she meant this kind of trick. But if you keep at them, I might conspire with her.”