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“Uh—uh…” Eulped audibly “It’s not important I, uh, I just wanted to—to tell Miss Gordon that—that I was going to take my lunch hour early today”

“That’s fine,” Cade said, very coolly “In the future, please check with me first”

Emily nodded, then slipped out the door As soon as it closed, Angelica spoke

“You wasted your ti you can do will convincedemonstration of macho power or that remark you just made to Emily”

Cade looked at her A ht have found a real wo but a cold-blooded, headstrong machine, driven by the need to succeed at any cost As for Gordon Oil—she would rather ruin it than admit she couldn’t run it

London, and Dumai, would have to wait

CHAPTER FOUR

THERE was no sign of Cade the next day but Angelica wasn’t deceived Maybe she’d scored some points in a verbal skirmish, but the as far from over

By late ey from the shelves and scanned the chapters, her drea head to head with a ame

And he had all the aces

Angelica closed the textbook, leaned her elbows on her desk and propped her head in her hands

“I knew that,” she muttered wearily “I knew that, but I let ument anyway”

Daet her so blazing angry that she forgot everything she’d ever learned—she was never going to be able to pull off this stunt

She knehat had to be done She had to be on her guard, keep fro him any more chances to confuse her and push her around The trick was to stay one step ahead of him, to seem to exercise her oer before he had the opportunity to prove his

The intercoelica picked up the phone

“AH?” Emily’s voice was hushed “It’s Mr Landon”

Angelica looked at the copy of Manageently

“AH? Did you hear me?”

“Yes, Emily,” she said with studied calmness “Of course Tell Mr Landon to come in”

“I didn’t mean he was here, AH I meant that he’s on line one”

Angelica nodded and steeled herself for the sound of Cade’s voice

“Put hih, please”

Emily cleared her throat “He, uh, he doesn’t want to talk to you”

“He doesn’t?” Angelica straightened in her chair “What does he want, then?”

“He, uh, he wants me to fax some stuff to him at his hotel”

“Stuff?” Angelica said carefully

“Yes Purchase orders, contracts, bills—that sort of thing”

Angelica’s mouth thinned “Well, you can tell Mr Landon that he can take his requests and shove they textbook sitting on her desk “…and shove them into his briefcase,” she finished lamely

“Uh-huh”

“And Elad you had the presence of ”

“Well, I would have, of course—but, actually, it was Mr Landon who suggested it” Eh he has complete authority, he wanted you inforh on his order As a courtesy, you know?”

Angelica took a steadying breath “Fax him whatever he wants,” she said “Just keep a list of the items you provide him, please, so that I know exactly what—”

“Oh, sure He already told me to do that, too”

Angelica sprang up froy to the floor in the process

“Thank you,” she snarled, and slammed down the phone

A couple of hed She picked up the book, dusted it off and put it back on her desk Then she stepped out of her office

“Sorry, Eet the best of me for a couple of minutes”

Eed “You’ve been under a lot of stress, AH I understand”