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“So,” he said, wiping some of the pink sugar from one of the reels off his fingers on a paper napkin, “I’m about to share some news. You can’t tell a soul. But I’ve been dying to tell you. I’ve been like a kid.”

The computers were always whirring. Usually it was white noise that she grew unaware of. But now, as she waited, the sound was everything.

“I am nothing if not discreet,” she reminded him.

“I know. And I always want the best for you. You know that, too, right?”

She nodded. She did know this. Or, at the time, she believed it more often than she didn’t.

“Okay, this is the smallest part of what I’m about to tell you. I am seriously burying the lede. Got it?”

“Go ahead.”

“We’re going to make an offer on the Buckingham Palace.”

She nodded. “By we, you mean Futurium?”

“That’s right. The team thinks that’s the one.”

Her first thought was her sister. She’d known this was a possibility. “How will this affect Crissy?”

“That’s up to her.”

“But they love her show, right?”

“They see a lot of potential.”

“There’s more to this. You’re being evasive.”

He ran his fingers through his hair. “She pissed off Tony when he asked her to do a special show for Futurium and she said no.”

“I figured.”

“But it’s not a deal breaker.”

“Meaning?”

“How much of this is between you and me and how much will you tell your sister?”

“That depends.”

“Everything I tell you is a secret. You’ve signed the NDA. Tony would be pissed if you violated it, and I probably couldn’t protect you.”

“I’d need protection?”

“If you told Crissy and she did something stupid with the info? I think they might let you go, yeah.”

She was relieved that her job was all he meant by retribution.

“If they buy the casino—”

“When,” he said, correcting her.

“It could be bad for her?” she asked.

“No. I say that emphatically. It doesn’t have to be.”

“You have to tell me.”

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