Park Avenue Secrets. Barbara Dunlop

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СКАЧАТЬ Say, as her driver? That way, he doesn’t have to stay concealed, and he can report to you at intervals.”

      “I like it,” said Reed. “What else do you have?”

      “Kendrick,” said Collin.

      “You found him?”

      Collin shook his head. “He’s still in Washington, elusive as ever. But some more information has come to light.”

      “Does it help us?”

      Collin and Selina glanced at each other.

      “Unfortunately,” said Collin, “Hammond and Pysanski also invested in Ellias and made a bundle.”

      “But, they’re—”

      “Kendrick’s former business partners.”

      Reed rocked back in his chair.

      “It does look pretty bad,” said Selina.

      Reed couldn’t help but defend himself. “Do you honestly think that if I were going to put together a conspiracy to insider trade, that this would be my master plan? A senator giving a heads up on a contract award to four of his closest associates, hoping nobody would notice? It’s lame-ass. It’s beyond stupid.”

      Collin leaned forward, eyes hard as he mimicked Reed. “‘I’m a smarter criminal than that, Your Honor.’ Is that really going to be the cornerstone of your defense?”

      “You got a better one?”

      “Not at the moment. But if I don’t come up with something better than that, Harvard Law School wasted a lot of time and money on me.”

      “I want this behind me,” Reed growled. “There are problems cropping up in the Irish merger, and Germany is talking about changing their safety standards. I don’t have time for distractions.”

      “I’m meeting with the SEC tomorrow,” said Selina.

      “Take Collin with you.”

      Something twitched in her expression.

      “What?” asked Reed.

      She hesitated. “Sometimes Collin cramps my style.”

      Reed felt his hands curl involuntarily into fists. “There are problems between you two?”

      “Stylistic differences,” said Collin.

      “I take a tough stance. He undermines it.”

      Reed glanced from one to the other. “You’re kidding me?” With all they were facing, these two couldn’t get together on their interview techniques?

      “Work it out. I want you both in that meeting.”

      Selina’s gaze slid to Collin. He nodded, then so did she.

      “Have Joe stop at the office in the morning,” said Reed, wrapping things up. “I’ll bring him by and introduce him to Elizabeth.”

      Morning was not kind to Elizabeth.

      Rain spattered on the penthouse roof, tapping against her bedroom balcony doors, pounding its way into her fragile skull. She pulled the comforter over her head, praying her housekeeper, Rena, wasn’t planning to vacuum today.

      Slamming back margaritas on an empty stomach had obviously been a bad idea. It had been a few years since Elizabeth had gotten drunk. And, right now, she was sure it would be many more years before she indulged in more than two drinks in an evening. She blinked open one bleary eye, squinting at the alarm clock. Nine-fifty-two.

      She spotted a large glass of water on the nightstand. Sitting next to it were two aspirin tablets. Bless Reed.

      She wiggled herself into a sitting position and took the pills. If she could sleep until they kicked in, she’d have a fighting chance of surviving this hangover.

      Bless Reed, she thought again. She could forgive him anything at the moment. Well, almost anything.

      Though, in the cold light of day, she realized it was unlikely he was having an affair. It wasn’t so much her confidence in the strength of their relationship. It was more her knowledge of his core values and principles.

      Reed wouldn’t cheat.

      Even if he wanted to cheat, his honor and principles wouldn’t let him.

      The rain pulsed harder on the window. She pressed her fingers into her ears and buried her face in the feather pillow, conjuring images of the night before.

      Hanna had blended up some fine margaritas, and she’d handed out some sage and practical advice. Plus, it had felt just plain good for Elizabeth to get her anxiety off her chest.

      But then Reed had called and annoyed her. Still, when he’d helped her to bed, she’d remembered all the reasons she’d fallen in love with him in the first place. So she’d propositioned him, because time was running out.

      Now, she groaned. Time really was running out, and she had no memory past asking to make love last night. She was pretty sure she’d remember it if it had happened.

      So, she wasn’t pregnant. And it was day three of ovulation. But she didn’t think she could even drag herself out of bed at the moment, never mind seduce her husband.

      Thunder rumbled in the distance, and the downpour turned torrential. But slowly, ever so slowly, the sound of the raindrops stopped hurting her brain. They became soothing, and the pain went from sharp to dull.

      She drifted in and out for an hour, then forced herself to throw off the covers, pulling gingerly into a sitting position. She was tired, but at least she was mobile.

      She showered and dressed, and applied a little concealer to disguise the dark circles under her eyes.

      She wasn’t quite ready for a workout at the gym, but she needed to get the blood flowing somehow. The rain was steady, so a walk was out of the question. She needed to find something to do inside.

      The penthouse was empty. Rena was likely out running errands and would be home soon. She didn’t like it when Elizabeth cleaned. Baking was acceptable, but baking would fill the suite with aromas.

      Not good.

      Elizabeth glanced around for inspiration. She caught sight of the living room bookshelf. There was an idea. She could sort through her books, maybe donate some of the older ones to the library. And Reed had hundreds shelved in his office. She’d call Rena on her cell and get her to pick up some cardboard boxes on her way home.

      Perfect.

      After gathering a sizable pile in the living room, she moved to the office.

      Reed liked the occasional mystery or thriller, the kind of book that you didn’t reread once you knew the ending. She tugged a couple of his volumes from the eye level shelves and carried them to the black meeting table.

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