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eezed between two silent guards.

t the car turn onto the Long Island Expressway. The centrifugal force t

ter, the tires c

s. It was a sprawling mansion that looked

through the service entrance. They

om was dimly lit by a green banker's lamp. She held a glass of whiske

aid. She did

te her. He made himself small. He c

d, his voice shaky.

desk. It slid across the polished s

said. "Double the sala

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he whi

d up. Her eyes were r

I did my job. I... I

s at the fireplace. It shattered against the

eamed. "I made you! You were nothi

shard of glass had landed. He didn't flinch. He knew why

a life,"

hasn't signed the NDA yet. My father's stock is shaky. If the press finds out yo

o the libr

robe, but his hair was perfectly combed. He looke

her voice dropping to a

r. He placed a hand on the back of

not unreasonable people. We just need a buffer period. T

the Harris contract. And if he signed, maybe he could negotiate an adv

ld use

et the fear drain out of his f

enough," Chr

ed. "You gre

e. I'll sleep here. I'll do the dinners. But from 8

ted to see: a poor boy trying to squeeze

d monthly. But you are back in the hous

d out the platinum ring Christopher had dr

ed at the ring.

it back onto his finger

d. "And a driver to drop me at

ed. "Where are you go

Christop

cruel, barking sound. "You? You di

ses," Christopher mumbled, lo

neered. "Trying to be

on said, dismissing him. "

out of the library. His legs fel

on the second floor. He cl

pried the heel open with his thumbnail. There was a sm

athroom and flushed

. He had transportati

rvive two different l