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“She’s a strawberry blonde Tall Long legs”

“I don’t know anything about worown cautious “All I do is deliver for room service”

“Yeah Well, thanks anyway”

“Have a good day, sir”

Shit Gray stalked back across the roo shut He’d certainly screwed that Now the waiter figured the guy in Room 1664 was in thewitnesses to the chair with carefully worded questions, he was turning out to be one sorry-assed detective

He poured himself a cup of coffee, added a dollop of crea out theIt was early, barely seven, but people were already sprawled on lounges arranged around the freeform perih a large woe

Maybe he’d take a swihtened around the cup Maybe he’d fly back to New York, send Jonas a check and a note telling the old oose chase

“Dammit,” he said, and drank some of the coffee

It wouldn’t be enough Jonas had done hi it, and he couldn’t do it with anything as si people and he’d figured hie this debt was by fulfilling his uncle’s request

He could feel his ht, not froas

The woman he’d rescued had brushed him off faster than a broom whisked away dust On a personal level, he didn’t s in profusion: slotwomen She was no loss It just pissed him off, the way she’d used first hishim her name

Gray refilled his cup

As for finding Dawn Carter… He’d find her, all right You could find anything, even a needle in a haystack, if you gave it enough ti this little jaunt short were fast fading away He’d walked through the hotel and the casino last night without spotting a woman who looked even remotely like Dawn Admittedly the pictures he had of her were next to useless but still, he’d expected to be able to find soht Her hair Her eyes He’d checked all the tables on the main floor as well as those in the special area set aside for high rollers on the assu Maybe Dawn still worked the those special services to special guests

No luck She wasn’t around

The high stakes tables had been interesting, though He’d watched players raising the stakes to unbelievable levels and decided they were crazy