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Berengaria Brown

Shane is not as smart as he thinks he is. The US has had a Tax Information Exchange Agreement with the Bahamas since 2006, so if anyone official asks about his account, the banks have to give up the information. And he is not much of a housekeeper, either. I bet if someone got a search warrant, they’d find peanut oil in his house or at least evidence it had been there or he’d bought it or something.

“Please, Tia, will you help me?”

“You mean pass on all this information you have found? Get search warrants organized and stuff like that?”

“Yes. I can e-mail you all the files I’ve unearthed and where I think there could be more information. You’re good friends with Garry, the security guard. He would know which is the right way to approach the police, which branch or division or agency that we can trust to prosecute the case.”

Tia looked at the pale, shimmery form of the young woman at her feet. This young woman had done everything she could to see justice done and simply needed a living body to finish the task.

Yet her life was in such a mess at the moment. Everything was so complicated, particularly her relationship with Simeon Szczepanski and Phineas Templeton III. She really, really didn’t need anything more to deal with. Those two men had absolutely fucked her brains out last night, and her wits were still somewhat addled. She didn’t even know how she could have sat with her nose only inches away from a bunch of chrysanthemums without developing a raging case of asthma, let alone—

“Why didn’t the flowers on my desk make me wheeze?”

“Your asthma is under much better control than you give yourself credit for. When was the last time you had a real attack? Not a minor narrowing of the airways, a genuine, full-blown asthma attack?”

“Well—” Tia stopped to think. She used her preventers morning, midday, and evening like most chronic asthmatics. Her relievers went everywhere with her, and she often took a puff during the day. But an attack? “Christmas two years ago.”

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