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Probably she shouldn’t have even detoured froo to Vegas, she’d wanted to stop off and take her agent to lunch Somehow lunch had turned into a private celebratory party and … well, she wouldn’t waste tis had ever shown her any support in her life and Harriet had said it was important

‘More i to kiss the aisle as the line of passengers started to shuffle towards the exit doors

Poker was hardly noteworthy even if the gaht at one of her father’s flagship hotels had the largest buy-in of any casino in the western world It was only a game

Glancing at the ti and strode down the aerobridge

One hour

One hour that apparently included a thirty- diaas strip—the Chatsfield International

It had once had the reputation as the best casino in Las Vegas Her father’s recent appointant Christos Giatrakos—was an atteiven the task of reva all the Chatsfield Hotels and thereby restore the falory

Foro and her father had found the bottle and his next mistress Now he’d met yet another woman and—surprise, surprise—he had found a new lease on life

Christos, who took his job far too seriously in Cara’s s had to be involved So all of them had resented as much as she did!

Rightly, or wrongly, the fa into a nuclear-waste facility

And she wasn’t above ad, at least to herself, that it had hurt when Christos had eas to hostess soa calendar—because deep down she knew that he was just trying to get her out of the way so that her siblings could get on with the more serious tasks

Cara would have liked to have told hiested it but beneath the implicit threat that she’d be cut off fro had stopped her There had been a tone to his words that implied that she couldn’t do it That the ‘wild child’ wasn’t as good as her older siblings It had raised her hackles and made her want to show hi if she did a good job He probably wouldn’t even notice