arlier that day. He was younger than she expected, sharp-eyed
t it's legally binding once signed a
he envelope and slid it into her ov
quiet elegance, the view of Central Park breathtaking. The Maitre
nd. For a split second, Deliah felt a pang of guilt. What if she was wrong? What if the second bracele
rs. The conversation
lit up on the tab
r drained from his face. His e
knocking his napkin to
ip was desperate. "Jere, sit dow
"It's an emergency, Deliah. Security breach a
k like a man worried about servers. He
he hissed, "o
ely devoid of affection. "Don't threaten me, De
stack of hundred-dollar bills onto th
bill,"
fast, weaving through the
table was deafening. She felt the eyes of the other diners on her-pity
dly she couldn't coordinate her movements. She
the clutch o
n. The contents spilled onto the plush carpet.
lack letters at the top of the document wer
immediately. "Let m
urging through her veins. If the pr
n on the text just as th
ped, her voice too loud
startled, hands raise
back into the envelope an
ing against her ribs
the table-she didn't
into the rainy New York night,
ed a yellow cab, oblivious t
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