Chapter 11 The Tsunami

MAVERICK’S OFFICE, PITTSBURGH.

Maverick could hear her heels clanking against the marble floor. He was getting tired of her consistent need to stick around him, despite his continuous refusal to talk to her. Turning abruptly he glared at her.

"Do you mind?" He inquired, sounding frustrated.

Yvonne blinked rapidly, standing stiff on the spot. "W...what?" She stuttered.

"I don't understand what's going on, ma'am. Why do you keep following me?"

Letting out a loud scoff, Yvonne glared at him. "Excuse you? The last time I checked, anyone call walk the hallways whichever way they choose. Why should me walking behind you imply me tailing you? What's...