ANOTHER CHANCE AT LOVE.

tting in the lobby of the Blackwood Tower, the headquarters of Blackwood Industries, waiting for

ldn't believe she had agreed to this. She

to forget him, to move on, to find someone else. But she had failed. He was still in her mind, in her h

d if he had changed. She wondered if he still th

ssion. She was not here to reminisce about the past. She was here to do he

dedication, and her own integrity. She had covered the most important and controversial stories, from politics to crime to entertainment. She had won a

mysterious man in the world. She was here to interview him about his ne

r badge, and headed to the elevator. She was about to press the button, when the

kwood Industries. He was the man who had proposed to her, who she didn't think she loved en

James S

er and s

said. "What a surpr

aid. "What a coincide

er. He was wearing a gray suit, a blue shirt, and a

d her on the cheek. She

around her waist an

at her a

to her an

e, my love?" he asked. "

you," she said. "I'm here

he repeated. "Why do

. I have to see him. I'm

?" he repeated

his p

eated. "What do you k

why I'm here to

repeated. "A

are you asking me

d because I care. And be

trust him

fraud. A con art

n artist? A lunatic

oof. I have eviden

ence? You have facts? What pro

here. Not now. But I

her again. She flinched a

evator and pressed the button. He waved at her and

here and wa

r mission again. She was not here to deal with him. She was here to do her job. Sh

o interview Ri

a few seconds, until the doors opened. She saw a man standing

ichard B

she used to loved. A smile that

strain. "What a pleasure to see you

e said. "What a surp

black tuxedo, a white shirt, and a silver cufflinks. He looked sharp,

a surge of joy, nostalgia, and pain. She loved his

e felt a surge of passion, longing, and guilt. She loved his

amusement, admiration, and regret. She loved hi

appiness, excitement, and sorrow. She loved his vo

e, my dear?" he asked. "

you," she said. "I'm h

" he repeated.

your pr

ated. "What do you kn

why I'm here to

repeated. "A

are you asking me

curious and

rust m

. I know your type.

You know my game?

u seem. You're not what you cla