The call was on speaker. When Evangeline's voice filled the small office, a faint smile touched Finn's lips.
The agent's eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at Finn. How could she possibly know he was here? Before making the call, Finn had explicitly warned him not to reveal his presence. He'd thought Finn was being overly cautious, but now he saw they had both perfectly anticipated the other's thoughts.
Terrified of Finn, the agent stuck to the script.
"Finn? Who's Finn?" he said, playing dumb. "I'm sorry, miss, I don't know what you're talking about."
Evangeline fell silent for a moment, concluding she had let her imagination run away with her.
The agent started describing the property again, but she cut him off, her voice cool and even. "You can stop looking for me. Frankly, I wouldn't dare live in any place you found. Why don't you keep it for yourself?"
The agent knew she was angry about how he'd treated her earlier. He shot a desperate, pleading look at Finn. He never should have run his mouth. Finn had threatened that if this didn't go smoothly, he would send people to "harass" him regularly and leak all the shady dealings from his past.
He had no idea how Finn had dug up that dirt. It wasn't anything criminal, just a collection of minor infractions, but if his clients found out, his career in this city would be over. And he could tell from Finn's demeanor that he was a man of his word.
"I'm so sorry, Miss Whitmore!" the agent said hastily. "I gave you the wrong directions earlier, I swear it wasn't on purpose. We didn't have anything that met your needs at the time, and I was getting flustered."
"But just now, I found a listing that's perfect for you. It's a great value, and to show you how sorry I am, I'll give you a fifty percent discount on my commission."


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