The Accidental Detective: Finding Her Boss

Chapter 1

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Loriatte didn't know whether the universe was out to get her or if it was just her bad luck, but either way, she was fucked.

She was running late for work again! To make matters worse, she had already gotten yelled at by her boss the previous night on how her stories kept on getting more terrible after each one and because of her bad reviews, "the entire company is suffering because of your lazy flat ass."

Now the fact that she was late again-third day in a row mind you-was just the icing on the cake to get her fired.

Exhaling softly, she stepped out of the elevator and onto the journalism office floor, bracing herself for the inevitable moment when her boss would call out her name with his booming voice. He had a way of sensing when she was present, regardless of how troubling her day had been.

She stopped dead in her tracks when she realized that the entire floor was completely empty.

Maybe it was an office holiday she wasn't aware of? It wouldn't be me that her boss or even her colleagues didn't inform her of a work day being cancelled, especially considering she didn't seem to have a good relationship with them.

Her eyebrows scrunched together as she scanned the area, confusion was written all over her face. As she was heading towards the elevator to order an Uber and leave, some voices caught her attention. The voices were coming from her boss's private office, the only one in the office.

She decided to go confirm with him if she could leave, 'yeah, and also get another mouth full for breathing' she thought to herself with an eye roll as she walked towards the smoked glass door. Her right hand balled into a fist as she brought it up to the door, giving it a good few knocks.

As she heard footsteps, the voices from the other side became silent. She was about to greet her 68-year-old boss, expecting to see his scowling face, which he often wore as a resting face, especially when she was in the same radius as him. However, when the door opened, she was puzzled to see a completely different person wearing the same unfriendly expression. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

The two strangers stood there staring intensely at each other, one with a scowl and the other with confusion.

The man before her spoke in a deep, sarcastic tone and said, "Although this staring contest is amusing and I so enjoy it very much, I have more pressing matters to attend to. Who are you and what do you want?" The statement made her feel slightly intimidated.

Loriatte scoffed, "I work here," she said as a matter-of-factly eyeing the strange man up and down.

She couldn't resist the sight of his mesmerizing emerald eyes, piercing through her dark brown ones with the intensity of his gaze. His tousled brown hair only added to his allure, whether he styled it or simply ran his hands through it, she could only guess. He was tall and the white short-sleeved shirt didn't conceal his muscular body at all.

"All your co-workers left about an hour ago," the man rolled his eye's, "who the hell sets your alarm?" Loriatte opened her mouth to defend herself, but he stopped her before she could get a word out.

"I suggest you leave right now, I need to get back to work".

With her hands blocking the door just in time before he could slam it shut, Loriatte firmly insisted, "Work? Excuse you but I actually work here and I won't leave until you give me an explanation on what's going on!" Her demand was emphasised by the stomp of her foot and the lively bounce of her curls which framed her face.