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Good Lord. How did everyone know but me? I lived with the guy. Of course I couldn’t complain because I was the fool who tried to avoid him forweeks.
“I’ve picked one right here in SoHo,” Grant continued. “The Prestige’s owner is a friend of mine. The artwork arrives tomorrow. Blaire, are you certain you’re all right? You’re looking a bitpale.”
I glared at him. “You’re a tease, GrantThorne.”
“Would you like to help him set up in thegallery?”
Containing my excitement took sheer will. I would have shot up from my chair and hugged and kissed him. Instead, I kept my ass planted firmly in my seat and smiled at Grant. “I would loveto.”
“It’s okay to kiss me, you know,” he said with a knowinggrin.
Shaking my head, I smiled into my drink. This man was too charming. I should be alarmed that I was falling for him all over again, but Iwasn’t.
For the first time in weeks, my heart lifted with hope. I looked at Grant who had glanced away to get the attention of ourwaitress.
He gave mehope.
30
The Watcher
At the cornerof Spring Street, diagonally across from the brasserie where Grant dined with Blaire, a man stood against a brick building seemingly occupied with his smartphone. He observed the bodyguards standing discreetly away from the couple and yet keeping a watchful eye on the surroundings. This was why he didn’t approach any closer. Standing near the intersection where pedestrians came in waves from the Prince Subway station was enough for him to keep a lowprofile.
Thorne and Ms. Callahan were getting ready to leave. He shouldtoo.
He walked away to make hisreport.
Finding a quiet corner, he swiped his phone to call hiscontact.
“Yes?” a gruff voiceanswered.
“Thorne picked up Ms. Callahan from the therapist office. They just finished lunch. It appears they’re still very muchtogether.”
“Are youcertain?”
“That’s what I’m picking up on Thorne’s side,” the watcher said. “Ms. Callahan appears more reserved, but I think Thorne said something that made herhappy.”
“Security around her istight?”
“Very.”
“It’ll be a problem if she sees the paintings. My sources tell me they will arrive tomorrow. The Prestige Gallery is handling theexhibit.”
“What do you want me to do,boss?”
“Are you sure there’s no way to grab Paulina—Ms.Callahan?”
“Her guard dogs are alert to hersurroundings.”
“Any indication they’ve madeyou?”
“No, I’m pretty sure they haven’t. I change my appearanceoften.”
“Good. I want you to watch the gallery and let me know as soon as the shipmentarrives.”
“How about Ms.Callahan?”
His employer sighed. “If she sees any of the paintings and recognizes them, we’ll have to deal with it then. My people got to her before. I served her to Orlov on a silver platter and he fucked thatup.”
