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“Won’t you get that, dear?”
Hunter headed for the suite’s door. Dinner was finally here. He didn’t want any more surprises tonight and maybe food would stop the flow of unnerving revelations.
Clarissa Reese might be insanely dangerous.
She might even be insane.
But if so, she was brilliantly insane.
Hashing out a mutual trust between the three of them had been tricky. Clarissa and Rose had appeared to like each other—and appeared ready to fight just to see who won.
That was Hunter’s strength in committee. He could always get different groups aligned and he thought they were close now.
Opening the door, he started with, “You can just use the…” But he never got to mentioning the table. Didn’t even complete the gesture toward the suite’s mahogany dining set.
Two US Army sergeants
