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Love,

Scarlet

Chapter One

THE SHRILL RING of the phone invaded her dreah Jackly white duvet and blindly felt around the bedside table as her brain tried to orientate her to tih’s shirtall in the na the world, of course

After a few fumbles, she finally found the phone and pulled it under the duvet next to her ear “Phoebe Gates” She winced The phone was cold, much like the air outside her duvet New York had spent the last few days covered in a snowstorer

“Ms Gates, hoould you like to earn a quarter of a million dollars?”

The voice was snize It was like being smothered in melted chocolate

“Whwhat?” She snuggled further down under the duvet Maybe she was still sleeping Maybe this was all just part of the dream

“I said hoould you like to earn a quarter of a million dollars?”

Phoebe frowned and rolled onto her back “That would be wonderful”

“Are you free?”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you free for the next month?”

Her brain started to shift gear “Hey, wait a minute You’re one of those creepy callers, aren’t you? Well, you picked the wrong girl There’s no way—”

“Ms Gates,” the voice interrupted her with a hint of impatience but Phoebe had finally started to wake up