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When the Devil Drives

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'Great—terrific! Have you got your diary?' He produced his own,squinting at <strong>the</strong> entries. 'I need <strong>the</strong> Rosetta Stone to decipher this lot,'he muttered. 'But next Wednesday seems all right for me.''And for me.' She could always arrange to come down with bubonicplague in <strong>the</strong> interim period.'Then it's a date?''It's a date,' she agreed, and saw Philip look past her towards <strong>the</strong>doorway, his fresh face stiffening slightly. She thought, Simon? butknew, even as she turned to follow <strong>the</strong> direction of his gaze, that itwas not.Cal Blackstone was standing in <strong>the</strong> doorway behind <strong>the</strong>m.'I hope I'm not intruding,' he said too courteously into <strong>the</strong> blanksilence. 'I was actually looking for Simon, but his office appears to beempty.''He's away.' Joanna found a voice from somewhere. 'On business.'His brows lifted. 'Indeed? I'm glad to hear it. Judging by <strong>the</strong> messageon my answering machine this morning, I thought he'd taken leave ofhis senses.''What did he say?' asked Philip.'It sounded like a declaration of war, only slightly more anatomical,'Cal drawled. 'I came to ask for an explanation.''I—I can probably provide that.' Joanna got to her feet, putting downher half-eaten sandwich. 'Perhaps we should talk privately in hisoffice.'

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