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WATCHING THE BLACK Town Car turn the corner, Stefan expelled a guttural cry and chopped the air with his hand. Why, of all people, was she involved in this mess?
Acting on a tip, he’d booked this trip to New York to accompany one of his bodyguards assigned to a young star.
That wasn’t his usual practice, though. His bodyguards—men and women—were ex-SEALs, police officers, FBI, martial artists. They could all take care of themselves and their clients.
The tip he’d received last week had come from an associate with his old law firm. Sarah Levy was a fellow USC Gould School of Law graduate, a few years behind him and as smart as they came. She had asked him to meet her at a deli in Beverly Hills for lunch.
They had started with small talk and after ordering a New York on rye—hot pastra
