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Marie was down at the shop by the time she came out of her room She wasn’t ready to face her best friend She’d escaped to a hot bath the night before, clai too much stress Marie hadn’t said a word

In the twelve years they’d known each other, that was a first

She hadn’t woken her that , either Gabrielle had , when her phone rang

Not recognizing the nuo to voice e the second she was notified there was one

She still had on sleep pants and a T-shirt No way to present herself for a command from Walter Connelly: “Ms Miller If I could i your client to the front of the Connelly building at ten o’clock this rateful”

The request itself, coed her words the night before, was odd enough The politeness hich it was offered

She called Liam instead Told him about the request and asked him hoanted her to handle it

When he said he wanted to be there and wanted her to be with him, she showered, dressed in a brown business suit Marie’s ht her for Christmas the year before and waited for her client to arrive at her door to escort her down to his car

She didn’t bother to tell hiht it was a bad idea He already knew that

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

WHEN LIAM SAW all of thethe front steps, the curb and the curb across the street from Connelly Investments, he almost turned and left

“What’s he doing?” he asked Gabi Dressed in a newer silk suit and shiny leather shoes, he stood back a full block and surveyed the situation

A podiu into the ornate building Cars, trucks and vans bearing various television and radio station logos and call letters took up every available parking space Some were even parked on the lawn

For a ratuitous publicity, Walter Connelly had certainly ed to make up for lost time

“Where’s his security?” Liam asked, drawn to the scene even while he wanted to turn his back and drive away