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“How unexpected.”
“Sandra,” she replied, her smile never wavering. “I hope you don’t mind me dropping by. I heard about your business sale.
“Thank you. Though I’m curious how you heard about it so quickly.”
Her laugh was like ice crystals falling. “Good news travels fast in certain circles.
May I come in?”
I stepped aside, though everything in my body screamed against allowing this woman into my space. She moved through my apartment with the kind of casual assessment that spoke of someone mentally calculating worth. “Beautiful place,” she said, running her finger along my antique mantelpiece.
“Though I imagine you’ll be moving soon with all that money.”
“I am planning some changes.”
“Yes, that’s actually why I’m here.”
She turned to face me, and I saw it the moment she shifted from polite visitor to predator, sensing opportunity. “James and I have been talking, and we think it’s time to put the past behind us.”
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