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CHAPTER

38

THE DOORS CLOSED BEHIND PAULSON, leaving Devine and Montgomery all alone. She was dressed for the office, not the pool. Dark pinstriped jacket and slacks, white blouse, no hint of cleavage, two-inch pumps, hair parted and a little slicked back on the sides. Her tan wasn’t as vivid under artificial light.

He followed her down a long hall.

“So, why did you get picked for this assignment?” he asked.

“Because I don’t think Brad trusts anyone who works here.”

“By the way, I loved your act this morning. Both finger barrels to the whole train.”

She smiled. “Did you also like the view?”

He involuntarily glanced at her bottom.

“I thought so,” she said impishly.

When they arrived at another elevator, she held a phone up in front of a reader there.

Cowl’s phone?

The doors opened, they entered, and she hit the button.

“So, can I be allowed to hold a billionaire’s phone for a second?” She looked over at him, smiled, and passed it across.

The phone was one of those new, big Apples. The cover was gold and shiny. And the screen saver was a Bugatti Chiron.

Of course it is.

He took out his phone and snapped a photo of Cowl’s screen.

“Why’d you do that?” she asked.

He laughed. “For posterity.”

She laughed, too.

He handed back the phone.

She said, “So, how did a billionaire’s phone feel?”

“Heavy as a ball and chain. I’m actually surprised Cowl trusts anyone with it.”

She shrugged. “What am I going to do with it, make a long-distance call?”

She obviously doesn’t know the possibilities, thought Devine. But I do. “I ran into your family friend last night.”

“Christian told me.”

“And what else did Christian tell you?”

“That you kicked his ass and the asses of his two large friends.”

“And did he tell you why?”

“It was over a girl. He didn’t say he was in the right, just in case you were wondering. He’s actually a nice guy—a little full of himself, but I’ve seen far worse from guys with money.”

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