Jane didn’t watch him depart; he had said “goodnight” and she knew he was as good as his word. He wasn’t the type to loiter, gloating over his prize. She turned on her heel (a very red, very high, heel) and headed straight for the bar. To her credit she passed Gabe’s former (?) table without so much as a sidelong glance. But it seemed the men in
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Barad adjusts his tie in the mirror, checking his watch. He would be fashionably late. That would probably annoy Jane Harlow, but then... that was kind of the point. She was still in Tryst's employ (what an earful he'd gotten over that!). He'd bribed the reservation's manager for a table at the very foot of the stage, a table that right now was conspicuously empty.
"Mr. Sien? Sir, your car is ready." Santiago, his 'butler'. He was actually one of the chief of staff here at the Plaza Hotel, paid to make sure Barad's every need or whim was met. Well, almost any ( ... )
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