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orld at that moment When he’d sent that first anonymous e-mail, she’d been an unknown entity He’d been so obsessed with finding Keith’s killer that the line between right and wrong had all but disappeared She had been his means to an end Bile tickled the back of his throat
As she stood before hi breeze teased her tawny hair away from her face The truth seemed so obvious Smart, loyal, and sexy as hell, Sylvie Bissette was beyond what he’d ever expected…or what he deserved He’d done the wrong thing for the right reason—to bring Keith’s killer to justice
He hadn’t meant for this to happen
He hadn’t h-Heeled Wonder
The store doors whooshed open and the pink-haired sales clerk hurried out “Look, I don’t knohat’s going on, but I overheard enough to know so Take this” She shoved a brass key into Sylvie’s hand “It opens a secret door behind Anders’s picture by the shoes We all know there’s a room back there, but everyone pretends it doesn’t exist The last girl who asked about it stopped showing up for shifts The er said she’d quit Anders dropped the key when he caone”
“Why give it to me?”
The girl bit her lip “I won’t be able to slip you tips for your blog any away froood”
Sylvie stared at the key in her palm “What’s in the room?”
The girl glanced over her shoulder toward the store “You’ll have to see for yourself I’ve already taken enough risks For what it’s worth,” she added, “I know you didn’t write that horrible stuff yesterday” She nodded her head and hightailed it inside
Desperate for sos, Tony swiped the key out of Sylvie’s grasp “Co, bad secret”
The salesgirl acted as their lookout, guiding Tony and Sylvie from one security camera blind spot to another in the store until they arrived eye-to-oversized-eye with Blooe until he found the lock He inserted the key and the mechanism clicked open
The door swung inward on silent hinges
A vast, dark expanse stretched before them for at least twenty-five feet The only relief in the shadowy landscape was a sled ray of light One entry One exit Everything else remained an unknown entity His toes itched
“Hurry up,” the girl urged “They’ll be down any o to lunch”
A quiet vibration thrummed in the walls—Anders’s private elevator