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“Hold on, I’ll call Mr. Tucker.”
“You do that while I pack an overnight bag,” John said urgently, hoping desperately the old man would be agreeable.
Five minutes later, amazed by his turn of good fortune, John was climbing back inside the waiting limousine.
* * *
SITTING IN A PRIVATEhanger waiting for his jet to be fueled up, Wesley shook his head.
God works in strange ways, and the Devil comes smiling.
As the thought floated through his head, he had the feeling both had just paid John Stanley a visit.
CHAPTER FIFTY
THOUGH THE PARTY WASstill going strong, Heather and Tony had said their goodbyes and were leaving, but as they stepped outside, they were greeted by rain and a gusting, chilly wind.
“Dammit, I should’ve valet parked. You wait here. I’ll get the car.”
“Wait, I’ll come with you.”
Tony shot her a look.
“Or not,” she said quickly.
“I’ll text you when I pull into the motor-court.”
As he bolted off into the night, Heather moved into the foyer and looked back into the living room, wishing she could have seen the fashion show, but psyching up for her performance had been far more important.
Her phone chimed in her bag.
Tony was back.
Running outside, she jumped into the Lexus, then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
“Don’t forget, we still have some unfinished business.”
