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“Could have Whoever has been controlling the computer from the outside could be totally unrelated to Sylvie’s stalker Or it could be Ivy covering her tracks”

Carlos shook his head “No way I just need a little more time to prove it I have a trace on the proxy server now If they keep any kind of user logs, I can hack in and connect the dots”

Tony considered the man in front of hio and had done stellar work since then His instincts were usually dead on…but so made Tony’s toes itch “How much time do you need?”

Carlos fist puht hours”

God, he hoped he wasn’t going to regret this “You have twenty-four And ’Los?”

“Yeah?”

Tony leveled a hard look at hi on this case Don’t fuck it up”

Chapter Thirteen

“I can’t concentrate in flats”

—Victoria Beckham

What had her life devolved to when Sylvie had only thrown one pair of flats into her overnight bag? Not a single pair of chunky heels, knee boots, ormade your butt look better than a pair of heels They were the most often used weapon in a battle of seduction, and Sylvie needed everything in her aret Tony to see past his self-imposed rules

She dug through her Louis Vuitton orange leather duffel, praying to the fashion gods that she’d find soertips hit the soft suede bottom Shit, not only were there no heels, but her search failed to discover a second pair of shoes at all She plopped down on the bed in Tony’s roo to the floor Even when she’d had only two pairs of shoes in her closet at her last foster home, if she ever went anywhere, both pairs came with her

Priorities, sister You weren’t exactly thinking straight when you packed that bag You’re hiding from the stalker nut job who broke into your apartment

True But here in Tony’sreality of her life seea to be the High-Heeled Wonder Pretending to be happy in a relationship with ashe wasn’t petrified of taking chances

But she was done with all that