Page 19 of Distrustful

Chapter 10

Adrian Pacheco is hanging up the phone when he watches in amazement as the office entrance door opens and Trinidad walks through it. Her elegant figure, wrapped in a charcoal gray suit that doesn't show a single wrinkle despite the trip, contrasts with the casual disorder of the office at this hour. The secretary doesn't hold back when he checks the time on his watch. It's four in the afternoon and the man already deduces correctly that, as soon as the plane landed, his boss went to eat and, instead of taking the rest of the day off like anyone would after a trip that barely allowed her to rest, she comes to the office to work and try to make up for lost time.

"This can't be healthy," says Adrian in a burst of familiarity, while stretching like a cat in his swivel chair.

Trinidad smiles as she passes his desk and reaches the door that leads straight to her office.

"Neither is all that junk you put in your stomach," says Trinidad pointing at the trash, full of candy bar wrappers.

Adrian smiles, gets up and follows her into the office.

"How did it go?" he asks, sitting down even before Trinidad does.

She doesn't say anything to him, Adrian has too much confidence with her to do such things.

"Well, we're taking it," Trinidad sits in her chair and strokes the armrests with her hands. "His lawyer will contact Maria Molina to prepare the documentation, when everything's ready, they'll call us. I want you to follow up, if they take too long, pressure them."

"Of course."

"Regarding Maria, I want you to dig a little into her background."

Adrian blinks and raises his eyebrows.

"Don't you trust Monte's lawyer?" he asks intrigued.

"She's the one who doesn't trust me, and I want to know if I should worry."

Trinidad turns on her laptop and the two screens she uses to work.

"Why doesn't she trust you?" asks Adrian as if that weren't possible.

"How should I know, I guess my secretiveness doesn't sit well with her."

"Well, admit it, you are pretty mysterious."

The engineer smiles.

"If I liked women, I'd be very curious about you and would be suspicious about why you always have Benjamin stuck to your back like a shadow."

"It's not just that, Adrian, she's investigated me, and you know there's not much to find about me," Trinidadleans back in her chair, an unusual gesture for her that shows some concern.

Adrian twists his expression.

"I understand. Maybe it would be interesting to talk to her, I don't know if it's good for you to have her snooping around, it could draw attention."

Trinidad hesitates, but then firmly shakes her head.

"I don't think she mistrusts me to that extent, otherwise she wouldn't have let me..."

The businesswoman stops when she realizes what she was about to say, but Adrian's eyes, sharp as a tack, have already bulged.

"Why don't you finish that sentence?" he asks with a smirking smile.

Trinidad can't control herself and ends up laughing.

"Okay, let's say I had a brief encounter with her. That's why it's more important to know who she is."

Adrian narrows his eyes.