The Man She Knew. Loree Lough

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      Grateful for the darkness that hid her blush, Maleah buckled her seat belt.

      “Good work tonight,” she said, reaching for the door handle.

      He took the hint and stood back. “How long will it take you to get home from here?”

      “Now? Half an hour.”

      Ian nodded as she shut the door.

      “Good. Drive safely now, hear?”

      Maleah aimed the SUV toward South Caroline. With any luck, the traffic lights would be on her side and she really would be home in thirty minutes.

      If it took longer, she wouldn’t complain. She’d always done her best thinking behind the wheel, and the meeting with Ian had given her a lot to think about. How to explain to her family that she’d work with “that bum Ian Sylvestry” until the night of the gala, for starters. And how he’d parlayed life as an ex-con into respectable relationships with the media...something she’d hadn’t accomplished in her years with Washburne. At least, not to the degree Ian had.

      On the other hand, she hadn’t yet seen proof that he could arrange the interviews. For all she knew, the promise was all part of a well-rehearsed act. If so, would Stan place the blame where it belonged? Because one thing Maleah didn’t need at this point in the gala’s schedule was another reason to resent him.