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Ohhhhhhhh …

Not much of a thought, but all she could manage initially.

She reminded herself that she had turned everything off—the flash drive was in her drawer, the printed pages were shoved in her briefcase, and there was no way he could be looking at Passion Flower. He was probably looking for the Queensland report, to make some changes.

So breathe. Breathe and be normal.

‘Mr Rutherford? Is there something you wanted urgently? You should have called me,’ she said, forcing herself not to run to her desk but to take it slowly, calmly.

Max raised his head and looked at her—slack-jawed, marvelling, astounded.

And Catherine knew.

Max’s voice, when it finally came, was unbelievably husky. ‘You wrote this?’