Kristin replied, looking pleased. “That’s a great idea! I’m afraid she might be a couple more hours though, so maybe we can schedule a time for her to come and interview you at your place?”
“I’d like that very much. I think that’s an excellent idea,” Magnus said, but he hardly heard himself speak, because his brain was whirring, cooking up an excellent plan.
“What’s your address?” she asked.
“Actually, let me check my diary first, to confirm my availability,” he said quickly, as a plan began to formulate itself in his mind.
“Sure.” She waited for him to pull his phone out.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I keep a paper diary. I’m old-fashioned. And unfortunately it’s at home,” he said. She looked at him quizzically.
“That could be an interesting angle,” she said, pulling out her business card and handing it to him. “A businessman who shuns modern technology. Call me when you’re ready.”
“Perfect. And I’ll give you my number too.”
“Thank you, Magnus. I look forward to reading the interview. You seem like a very interesting character.” He shook her hand again and watched her stride back into the newsroom, her colleagues immediately swarming around her, eager to get her attention. She was some woman.
As he left, he took a deep sniff of the air, picking up the individual scents of the women who worked there. There was one that stood out from the others. It was faint, indicating that its owner wasn’t present in the office, but it was very appealing – sweet and a little musky, with the merest hint of spice. It stirred something deep inside him, filling his veins with little prickles of excitement. The hair on the back of his neck stood up, and he felt an ache in his loins. Is it Andrea’s smell? He hoped so, very badly.
In his car, he looked up the details of the local real estate agent. He had some urgent planning to do.
Chapter Seven
Kristin was waiting for Andrea when she returned to the newsroom later that afternoon.
“W-what have I done?” Andrea stammered, her eyes becoming very wide. “I swear there wasn’t a single mistake in yesterday’s paper. I went over it three times. I was up till midnight working on it!” Her voice was tight with panic.
“Hey, relax,” Kristin said with a chuckle. “Yesterday’s paper was perfect. You did an excellent job. I actually have some very good news for you that I’ve been dying to share. Let’s go chat in the interview room.”
“What is it?” Andrea asked, as soon as they’d shut the door of the room. Kristin perched on the edge of the conference table, a hand on her belly.
“I have an assignment for you. A reporting assignment. I need someone to interview a businessman who’s just moved to Hope Valley.”
“That’s great! B-but, why isn’t one of the reporters doing it?”
“He’s a mysterious character to be honest. I need someone who has your experience at extracting information from interviewees.”
“What kind of business is he involved in?”
“That’s just it. I don’t know, but I’m dying to find out.”
“Interesting,” Andrea said, her heart beating a little faster, as it always did when she was on the scent of a story.
“There’s just one more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“He’s seriously hot. Like, maybe the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, next to Roman, of course.” Andrea laughed, swallowing down a burst of apprehension that had just filled her throat. After her recent experience on Shiftr, she had never felt less capable of speaking to a good-looking man.
“So when and where do I carry out the interrogation?” she managed to say.
“Tomorrow afternoon, at his address in the national forest,” Kristin replied, handing her a slip of paper. “To be honest, I hadn’t realized that anyone lived in that part of the forest. When I last saw it, which was a while ago, there were just a few old sheds in the midst of some pretty dense woods.” Andrea shrugged.
“Well I
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