Black Canyon Conspiracy. Cindi Myers

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      “Oh, please.” Sophie folded her arms across her chest and glared at him. “Your comments in the paper—calling Prentice your good friend and practically accusing Lauren of being delusional—didn’t help matters any.”

      “You know how the press can be,” he said. “Always taking things out of context.”

      “Did Prentice pay you to say those things about me?” Lauren asked.

      “Is that what you think?” He put his hand on her shoulder. She resisted the urge to shrug him off. “Lauren, honey, I know this is hard for you to hear, but you have to admit that the last few months we were together, you were pretty out there. Not yourself.”

      “Neither of us was at our best then,” she said.

      “Maybe so. But at least I didn’t suddenly decide to redecorate the whole condo and stay up for two nights in a row ripping out tile and moving furniture, only to abandon the project half-done two days later and start looking at new places instead. And what about the time you bought all that expensive cookware and enrolled in an Italian cooking course? You gave one dinner party, then almost never went into the kitchen again.”

      Lauren did move away from him then. “None of those things hurt anyone,” she said.

      “They’re not normal, Lauren. All I wanted was a normal marriage. A normal life.”

      “So that’s why you became a drug addict,” Sophie said. “So things would be ‘normal.’”

      He took a step toward her, but Lauren stepped between them. “Back to Richard Prentice. Why did you tell the paper he was such a good friend? You hardly knew him.”

      “I figured it wouldn’t hurt my reputation to be associated with a billionaire, you know?”

      “How does Prentice feel, being associated with you?” Sophie asked.

      Phil shot her a look and turned back to Lauren. “Maybe you shouldn’t be going around asking questions about Richard Prentice,” he said. “I mean, haven’t you had enough trouble from him?”