Page 109 of The Girl Who Survived


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“Never,” she said, almost icily. “So . . . are we working together, or what?”

“I thought this was already decided.”

“Good.”

“Then let’s make it official. Seal the deal.” He walked to the kitchen, opened a cupboard over the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of red wine, a Cabernet from a winery in Washington. She recognized the label.

Within seconds he’d opened the bottle and set it along with two stemmed glasses on the table. “I think it should breathe a bit.”

“Or not.”

“Okay.” He poured them each a glass, then touched the rim of his to hers with a soft clink. The bouquet was heady and as she swirled the stem in her fingers, she watched eagerly as the legs of the wine appeared, red drips sliding down the inside of the glass.

Then, despite all of the warning bells clanging loudly in her head, it was done. Wondering if she’d just made a deal with the devil, Kara took a long swallow of wine and found that, at least for the moment, she didn’t care.

She didn’t care at all.

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