![]() His hand on her arm in an iron grasp, he dragged her around the corner. “Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?”A deep voice sounded from over Ruth’s shoulder. “You’d better let her go.”The man loosened his grip and stared at Ruth. She cocked it and took aim.“That’s not real nice, sir,” she called out. The woman’s eyes widened as her face darkened.Ruth raised her Winchester. When Becca phoned, as she did often when he was at work, Max always found time to talk to her, no matter how busy he was. He’d kept Sean waiting for twenty seconds. I had to see what she wanted.” As Sean’s smile fled, Max realized he should’ve gotten off the call as soon as the man appeared. Sean squinted at Max with an inspector’s intensity.“I’m sorry. The company’s CEO was a man who had no problems, and if he did, he squelched them. Cleaning lady hasn’t shown up.”“Not a problem,” Sean said, wearing a tiger smile. He hoped a flippant Smokey Robinson reference would set the right tone. The bank of computers blinked to the side.“I’ll second that emotion,” Max said. It held only a few neat stacks of papers and a framed picture of Rebecca. ![]()
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