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explain that he felt more comfortable being near the closest exit. There was something about Mattheson that concerned him, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. And it had nothing to do with what he had caught a glimpse of between Mattheson and Ellie.
    Or at least that was what he was telling himself.
    “You’re very capable, Stuart, I admire the way you handled Wilson. He can be a terrible hothead and not many men would have even attempted to put him in his place, never mind actually go so far as to break his jaw. Most men wouldn’t want him as an enemy.”
    “I guess it’s a good thing then that I’m not most men…”
    Mattheson smiled but it wasn’t a friendly look.
    “Look, I didn’t intend to break his jaw, I didn’t even want to get involved but I wasn’t about to let him put me on my ass. And if I’m honest I haven’t had my bell rung like that in a while. If he’d got me the way he wanted…”
    Stuart trailed off knowing that Wilson’s intention had been to cause major injury. He was just lucky that he’d escaped with an aching jaw.
    “Don’t worry, Stuart, I won’t hold it against you this time. I can’t say the same for Wilson but that’s something you’ll have to work out between you.”
    “So the meeting isn’t so you can tell me to get lost?”
    “Of course not. Your brother couldn’t have recommended you more highly. He seems to believe that you’re the best out there and after the way you handled Wilson I can certainly appreciate his point of view. I just need to know what your connection is to Eleanor Blair?”
    “Eleanor? What has she got to do with any of this?”
    Grey dipped his face and Stuart watched as he seemingly studied the surface of the desk. He sighed, not one of frustration, but more a sigh of deep sadness and Stuart stood a little straighter against the wall.
    “I’m under no illusions, Stuart. I know you saw something unfortunate pass between me and Miss Blair today. The fact that you raced out of here after her says quite a bit about your relationship.”
    “Let me stop you right there, Mr Mattheson…”
    “Please, Stuart, call me Grey.”
    “Fine, Grey. I don’t have a relationship with Ellie. I saw she was upset and well…”
    Stuart spread his hands wide in front of himself as though to show Grey that he wasn’t hiding anything. Of course the less Grey knew about Stuart’s real thoughts about Ellie, the better.
    There was something about the man behind the desk that told Stuart to pretend indifference. Mattheson no doubt had a mean streak a mile wide, he would probably take great pleasure in torturing Ellie if he knew that Stuart had more than a friendly interest in the curvy brunette.
    Grey studied Stuart, his look hard and calculating.
    But this wasn’t the first time Stuart had been forced to play silly mind games with a narcissistic tool and it probably wouldn’t be the last.
    Grey’s expression changed suddenly, a wide smile beaming across his face.
    “Well, then that’s wonderful. I wouldn’t want to see you getting involved with someone like Eleanor. The poor girl has had a rough time of it and I’m the one she blames for everything that’s gone wrong in her life.”
    “So what happened between you today?”
    Stuart couldn’t resist asking Grey. As far as he was concerned it wasn’t a question that should raise any sort of red flags with Mattheson.
    The smile remained on Mattheson’s face but there was a dimming in his eyes and Stuart knew the other man had taken his question as being a sign that there was more than idle curiosity on Stuart’s behalf.
    “Nothing. We had a disagreement. She lashed out… It happens, particularly with someone as unstable as Eleanor.”
    Stuart smiled and pretended that what Mattheson had just said was something he could believe.
    “Well, I suppose I should check your references, and as long as they come through, which I expect they will, you can start work tomorrow.”
    Stuart nodded and