strapping on Carlyle's freshly reset shoulder. "Next
ent in his eyes despite the lingering pain. "
ed. "Your nephew Coleton again?
d jacket that expertly concealed his injury. "I promised my sister I'd
r mystery girl came up empty. No hospital rec
teresting." He walked out, leaving Evan shaking his head, and
-
y Justice was pacing the liv
o look up. "What's the matter, Barney? Your preci
om," Barney said, his voice tight with panic. "T
told you a girl from the Rust Belt is unreli
home, and his wife's contempt was a constant, stinging remin
air, his phone buzzed with a
aratory Academy. Hand
ords blurring. Handling her own enrollment? How dare she? The sheer au
g laugh erupting from her. "Enrollment? At Northwood? Is
ney grabbed his car keys, his face a mas
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ethea sat calmly in a leather chair. Thanks to her hidden priori
with a practiced smile and dismissive eyes
Northwood has very high standards. And frankly, without a significant donation or a l
his gaze. "I was told you offer a p
oman with severe-looking glasses and a clipboard, Pamela D
" Dawson chimed in, her voice dripping with
s a flat, empty look, yet it made the t
r voice quiet but firm, cutti
take the
ad expected tears, or begging, or a crestfallen retreat. They had
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