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She looks startled by my joke, then shakes her head "Well, no, not really He doesn’t attend every singleto reot" Sandra pulls open a drawer in her desk and slides sos like coins do when you drag them across a desk top and scoop thee It’s a shiny silver keychain, with keys dangling Sandra reaches the inthe keys up for closer inspection They’re identical Three of the in concern "Sawyer’s keys Well, his key, really He asked ive them to you It’s all the same key He said you’d need three," she adds, as if it’s that last detail that threw her

I want to throw back h, but she has no idea I don’t even knohere he lives, I realize She obviously thinks I’uess everyone does, since he announced it on Facebook But she thinks it’s real Like I’ve been to his place and left shampoo in his shower Like I knohen his birthday is Not like we’re going on our first date tonight

Sandra says goodbye towith a friendly smile as if she’s just made a new friend, and I step into the car alone,

Chloe had commented on their na on, huh?" she’d said Mark Twain, which, if I’nments correctly, was a pen name A quick look on the internet via my cell phone confirhorne Clemens

The elevator opens at the lobby and I step out, phone still in my hand, and make my way to the lobby entrance CLEMENS CORP is attached to the wall in glossy three-foot letters over the security desk, , and all the pieces fall into place

This is Sawyer’s building

Twenty-Five

"I cannot believe I didn’t Google hirins at s, ar-le

"Why didn’t I Google hiled Sophie’s boyfriend before she did I set up an internet dating profile for Chloe without her knowledge and sent her on a date Yet I was so distracted I didn’t even think of Googling Sawyer once this week I’into his office today easier, not knoho he was," Chloe says, trying not to laugh, so it turns into a snort

"No wonder the security guard thought I was an idiot," I gru my chin into my hand "They tried to directover ht occurs to me "He probably has sex with super

"So what? Isn’t there a saying about that? Showher?" Chloe asks, flopping onto her bed "So like that?"

"Um, I think so But how is that helpful? Wouldn’t he just move onto the next supermodel?"

She thinks for a second "Well, nobody ever said super"