Darnit, David Weisman, one of the partners and a pain in Dallas’s ass, was good at demanding things despite their already hectic workload. She had just been in contact with the potential client a couple of weeks ago, and they were the ones who had requested the presentation be done next month. Her team had started pulling information together, but four days wasn’t much time to get everything done.
“This is definitely going to be tight, but I should be able to pull my portion together in the next day or so. There are a few files that I’m going to need you to overnight me. Also, set up a conference call so that I can meet with the team tomorrow evening.” “No problem.”
“And Bianca - thanks for the heads up. I don’t know what David is up to, but I’ll be calling William soon. I’ll keep you posted on anything else I need.”
Dallas disconnected and before she could get back to work, her cell phone rang again. Seeing that the screen read “unknown” she answered, “Dallas Marcel.” There was no response, but Dallas heard someone breathing. After several hellos, she started to hang up, but then they finally spoke.
“Keep your nose out of business that doesn’t concern you.”
She placed the laptop on the side of her. “What? Who is this?”
“Someone who will stop at nothing to protect what’s his.”
****
Tyler swiveled in his office chair and stared out the bay window behind his desk, still thinking about his conversation with Dallas. The multi-million dollar real estate deals he handled were nothing compared to dealing with her and her independence. But if he didn’t look out for her wellbeing, who would? Her health sure didn’t seem to be a top priority for her.
“Oh good, I’m glad you’re still here,” Skylar rushed into his office, interrupting his moment of peace.
He turned and looked at her.
“I forgot to tell you. Quinn called about twenty minutes ago and said he’s in Milwaukee and for you to sit tight. Instead of meeting you at the Bradley site, he’ll meet you here. Something about you guys needing to revisit the plans for the Chicago project.” “Okay thanks. I’m glad you told me I was getting ready to head out.” He stood and removed his suit jacket. “What do you have planned for today?”
“Not too much. Since you’re going to be here awhile, you can keep an ear out for Dallas. I’m going to run to the store.” Skylar moved to the door but stopped and turned. “Ty, don’t you and Dallas get sick of arguing about everything?”
He chuckled. “We don’t argue about everything.” Skylar lifted an eyebrow. “Then what would you call screaming at each other at the top of your lungs all the time?”
“Communication. We’re passionate people who raise our voices occasionally.”
Tyler smiled when she walked out of the room shaking her head. Unfortunately, she was right. He needed to find a way to communicate with Dallas without the conversation always ending in a shouting match, especially while she recuperated.
****
“Hey Dallas, I’m on my way to the store. Do...” Skylar started, but stopped when she walked into the room. “What’s wrong? You look upset.” “I just had the strangest call.” She tossed her cell phone to the other side of the bed and ran her hands down her face. “Someone just threatened me.”
“What?” Skylar moved closer and sat on the side of the bed. “What did they say?”
Dallas told her about the call, wondering if someone was just playing around. Now that she thought about it, she’d received a couple of hang-ups over the past few weeks.
“I think you should tell Tyler, or better yet, contact the police.”
Dallas waved her off. “It’s probably nothing, just some kids playing around. And the last thing I want to do is give your brother any more reasons to hover over me.”
Chapter Five