Before she has the chance to answer the insolent rogue, he’s gone, leaving her feeling as if she’s been caught in a riptide and is only now coming back to the surface, gasping for breath.
She stares at the closed door… the man’s presence, even his scent still lingers in the air. And how does he know about Monday? Of course, Tuck. He’s been dealing with Tuck for years. They are like thieves embroiled in a malevolent game.
Melinda is scheduled for that afternoon—the final interview, Sydney hopes. But there is the memory of Larry Standish pestering her like an annoying fly.
She sits in her office after lunch, waiting for two o’clock and her appointment with Melinda… Lot 21. She wonders about herself and why this case became such an important cause. The sense of it still eludes her.
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