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“You answered yes. Thank you, Ms. Sokol.” She grinned.

I glanced over at Gunnar, sure that I’d given away too much, but what she asked was the truth. I did know what Lollipop was about, and I did go for a wealthy sponsor.

Brenda walked over and picked up a piece of paper from the desk. “So, Ms. Sokol, did you know Mr. Styles?”

“I met him once before the boat party.”

“So you knew who he was?”

I paused. “I didn’t know him personally. Mr. Styles introduced himself.”

Her brows lowered. “That’s not what I asked. Did you know him?”

“I didn’t recognize him.”

She scoffed. “You can’t answer yes or no that you knew him?”

I shrugged. “Please clarify, ‘know him.’”

“I mean, did you know who he was?”

“I recalled his name.”

“You knew the yacht was his boat?”

“No.” I pressed my lips together.

“Whose boat did you think it was?”

“East Coast Cruise.”

“Did you see a sign for East Coast Cruise?” Brenda squinted.

“No.”

“Did you board the boat?” Her voice raised an octave.

“Yes. I boarded the boat, but I asked a crew member to leave. I didn’t know it belonged to Mr. Styles.”

She frowned. “Please, only answer the questions asked, Ms. Sokol. When did you know it was a party mixer?”

“On the boat. Mr. Styles told me.”

“Did you ask to get off?”

“I did ask before the boat left the dock.”

She huffed. “Fine. Next question, did you ask Mr. Styles to leave?”

“I told Mr. Styles I was sick and needed medical assistance.”

“What did Mr. Styles do when you told him you were sick?”

“He…he said he had a room.…” My hand shook, and I moved them under the desk.

“Yes. So Mr. Styles tried to help you by giving you a room on his private boat to rest?”

“No. I asked for a doctor. The room wasn’t private.” My voice wavered.

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