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“But Reservoir is too played out to ht?”

“That’s my read”

“Good Word on the street is that Bruce Rawson ency funding”

I figured he’d try “No lending institution in their right h to save Reservoir before we take over He’s too underwater Hell, I expect lots of suits will question our sanity for bailing him out”

“I’n Today”

So he can tell Wynaet it “Rawson doesn’t have a choice I’ve got a few aces up my sleeve and a loose end to tie up Then it’ll be a done deal” I can’t be more specific than that, and I have to hope Evan will understand when I finally tell hio to bed? When you wake up, all this should be done”

Over the phone, he yawns “Yeah I’ beat”

“Talk to you later, buddy”

“Absolutely Keep doing areat team”

His encourageuilty as hell as Iup The day has barely started, and I already want it behind me Where the hell is Sloan with her answer?

Since I didn’t sleep ht ether, on a stateout how to make Sloan my wife ASAP I’m as prepared for today as I can be, but oddamn cool

Cursing underReservoir’s lobby I glare iht up For Sloan, this is late She’s never late Is this her silent way of not just refusing ood?

Across the cavernous space, the sound of a wo in her direction My jaw drops

Sloan approaches, hair wound in an elegant twist, revealing her high cheekbones and graceful neck She’s wearing a black business suit—figuring-hugging jacket buttoned just under her exposed cleavage, along with a sleek pencil skirt that reveals old accents The coordinating hoops dangling froive her a perfectly polished vibe She looks a Powerful Sexy as hell

But the choker encircling her neck with a dangling ball and chain—and her engage attached to it—pisses me off