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She signaled the bartender “Would you like a Black Russian, love?”
“I’ll take another vodka”
The bartender came over “What will it be?”
“One Black Russian and a vodka” The bartender nodded and left She turned to Lev “My name is Monique I came in from the rain for a drink”
A lie The woirl Why not? She would take his ht
The bartender brought their drinks She lifted her glass “To getting to know each other”
Just as they clinked their glasses, Lev’s phone vibrated He could ignore it Always had when he ht This time, he picked it up and saw the caller His pulse quickened Dr Becker He laid down a couple hundred pounds “I’m sorry, Monique There is business I must attend to”
“I don’t ”
He gave her enough to cover the entire night of her services “Go home”
She took it and quickly stashed it and mouthed, “Thank you”
Lev took the elevator to his suite Why was Becker calling hi happened to Rachel? He entered his room, shut the door and redialed
“You called”
“Where are you?”
“In London”
“Before that?”