Seth Quinn said nothing, but River Sterling, who was standing to the side, clicked his tongue. "Two days and two nights? Linden, I never knew you had it in you. It's a miracle your Poppy hasn't run for the hills!"
"Never! We're perfectly compatible!" Linden Jennings retorted with a roguish grin, leaning back on the sofa and crossing his legs.
River Sterling shot him a dismissive glance. Done with the banter, he turned to the matter that was truly on his mind. "Seth, so? How did it go? Did Clara help me get in touch with that Rhys Ryston?"
Sitting upright on his stool, Seth Quinn glanced up at him and asked with a casual air, "Are you interested in the work, or are you interested in the person?"
"Wh-what do you mean, interested in the person? Of course I'm interested in the work!" River Sterling retorted, trying to sound composed despite his guilt. "Hey, you're the big boss here. I'm just trying to make you money, and you're giving me a hard time?"
