"Well you figured wrong," she said coldly. "It's none of your business what Mr Haveland tells me. You only have to know what I'm telling you from him. And he wants to make sure you don't deviate and run off half-cocked. Finish the job Malcolm started and then you move forward from there."
She pursed her lips a little, glancing at the bar. She didn't feel like going back to deal with Troy, would much rather have a few drinks and forget about him. But work came first, then she would go somewhere else and see how her night turned out.