Once Jane realized her blunder of confessing to seeing Quinn’s contract with Dean, her face coloured brightly. She covered her mouth with her hand. “Sorry. I know that its confidential information and I could lose my job for talking about it.” She rambled on about proper business etiquette and oaths of confidentiality until Quinn and I pounced on her.
“What did you do with my file?” Quinn urged her as he held her by the shoulder.
She began back pedalling with a ferocious spirit. “I didn’t do anything to your file. I only did what I was told to do. I didn’t even read it Quinn. I swear.”
Stepping in with a gentler manner than Quinn, I probed for more information. “Please Jane, Quinn is in some trouble and Dean is involved. We had no idea you were working for him. That is not why we came tonight. Can you give us a hint of what you were doing with the file?”
“Who are you again?” Jane’s eyes yielded to distrust and suspicion.