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i

ing with Jeremy Sanders and his wife had gone well. In

my way once again. It had been momentary, but her appeara

htful little purring noise as she slid a l

lond hair, I was comfortable

er helping this evening, but the ti

she said as her finger t

honest compliment, and it e

e taken with Melinda's kno

ton Opera. It had been tolerable as such things went. Sunday nights were always

persuade the Sanders family to divest theirs. Buying their business

nsecutive failures had taught me how wrong-headed I'd been. Since coming to Boston, I'd learned evenings like thi

k read one-twelve in the morning

soon?" she asked as

ash." I quickly pulled on my clothes, not bothering with the cummerbund

rs crossed for your deal." She didn't beg me to stay; she unders

e front table for her: earrings with black pearls on white gold hoops, understated eleg

a date for an event like tonight. In return, I accompanied her to a social event

I found an appropriate target, and I didn't care if Melinda had other men. She understoo

. She hadn't been close enough to overhear anything, yet I still couldn

nched the key fob in and

You get to drive an Aston Martin i

ger. I had dared to

ighed on me

m

ope dominated my desktop. Why did

to my office. I needed quiet time to finish

rated with a

ee you

She was my rock, even if she was off-the-wall crazy half the time. I had c

ight

drink fast

tant to stop signing for these, but it had only worked for a week.Hehad arrang

It was an innocuous white; the return address was the problem.Forrester, For

ls on every local television station. I doubted there was anybody in Boston who hadn't heard

The man had no moral compass and knew no limits. Calling him a human shark was an insult to sharks. I shook hands with him

de would say. An envelope like

s she invited herself in the way she alway

oved to tomorrow afternoon at two. I ho

an less time to prepare, but handl

go. Her name was on the packages, but we were equals. Amy's didn't sound as

spend a little more for the very best. She was a wizard in the kitchen we called our lab and conco

lope. "What's in it? Do I

pes I had screamed bloody murder. It had scared our

my seat. "Don't know, and

and you don't owe spo