erling & Hayes was a mon
ceptionist. "I'm Ms. Stone. I have a te
who made the appointment with Ms. Stone yester
ne," Sarah said. "P
arply pressed suit emerg
d with relief. "This is Ms. S
a hand. "Mr. Reynolds. A pl
ed, but he took her hand. "Pl
Daphne's sharp, affected vo
Hud
merged from a more secluded corridor. He was tall, dark-haire
ng on a show as if they were old
cold gray eyes swept past her to the scene at the front desk:
r-his competitor, no less-and she was handling the mistake with a quiet composure that belonged
rest
chest. "Mr. Hudson. I'm Darius Lloyd. We
y schedule is quite full," he said,
, darling, you're not actually planning to hire Kevin, are you?" She practically sp
dead center. Kevin
passed Brion, she paused-just for a moment. Their eyes m
izing each other acro
ned to Kevin. "Mr. Reynolds, is the
A billion-dollar case, dropped straig
uring toward his office. "
something unreadable
. "That woman is our opposition. If you take our case, all of Ll
assive, na
oyd, as I said, my schedule is quite full. Please
, leaving Darius and Daphne standing like
desk. "Sarah," he said, his voice low and carrying an authority t
h replied, a note of confusion
losed office door. He knew Kevin. The
in wouldn't just fumble it-he'd panic and run. A faint, almo
atch. "The moment they apply pressure, Kevin will crack. When
d for wh
tion glinting in his eyes. "She's goi
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