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“What do you mean, he’s not available? I need to speak with Wilson, now!” Worthington raised his voice, then rubbed his forehead with the fingers of the hand that weren’t white-knuckling the phone.
“I’m sorry, sir. Mr. Wilson is unable to be reached at this time. However, I will give him your message the moment he is available.”
The too-pleasant voice of Wilson Construction’s secretary grated on his nerves. If he couldn’t postpone the groundbreaking on property he didn’t yet own, it would be a scandal. At this point in his campaign, when the press was already digging around, it could ruin his chances for a seat in the Senate. He should have been more watchful since he couldn’t trust the scheming b***h. The next time he saw Darla Tanner, his hands would be around her throat.
“Do that
