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“Seriously, Odin. He’s not someone you should know.”

“You’re talking like an older brother. I’m already a big boy.”

“By the way, how’s the negotiation going to buy that Greek island?”

“Technically, it’s already mine, but I’m going to have to delay my plans a little until this shit is over.”

“You talked about the vaccine. Any idea when it will be ready?”

“In a few months,” he says, with reassuring confidence. I have no doubt he has access to privileged information. “When I have news about the motherfucker, I’ll let you know.”

“Don’t you need any additional information about him?”

Odin gives one of his rare laughs. “I am the one who presents the world with information, cousin. Not the one who seeks it.”

“So, we’ll have to get tested before we go visit your parents?”

“Yes, and so will they. I don’t know if it’s necessary because none of us is leaving the house, but the doctors said it’s a safety protocol. Is it okay for you?”

“Of course. I’m not afraid. I just wish I could see my family, too.”

“My cousin told me today that the vaccine won’t take long.”

“I hope not. Today I called the insurance company to ask what will be done about my parents’ house, not about mortgages, of course. There is nothing to be done on that front. They don’t owe us anything, but the bank does—the house was taken by the institution. Twice.”

“Why did they need to mortgage a second time?”

“Mom got sick again before I started making money from modeling. Even though my career took off very fast, it wasn’t enough.”

“I can take care of it.”

“No. You’re already doing too much. I’ll pay with . . .” She stops, and her eyes widen. “Is the contract still standing? I’m asking because we won’t be doing that shoot you wanted in Greece anytime soon.”

“Yes, it’s off for now. We’ll find a way around it.” He looks at me strangely.

“What?”

“I do not know what you’re talking about.”

“It looked like you were going to say something, then cut yourself off.”

“You once accused me of being too straightforward, so here you go: Greece was an excuse. I wanted time alone with you. Isolated, where you couldn’t run away.”

“Even though I was still married?”

“My assistant said there were rumors that you were splitting up.”

She nods, but the corner of her mouth is turned up, hiding a smile.

“Why do I get the feeling you’re smilingbecauseof me and notforme?”

She sits on my lap. “Let’s say it’s both.”

“May I know why?”

“It’s nothing. I was just thinking. A CEO, king of the world, making excuses to take me to a deserted island . . .”

“It’s not deserted; we have over a hundred employees there.”

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