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Story: Garden of Lies

FIFTY-FIVE

I am delighted to know that you are pleased with the small token of my appreciation. I hope you will think of me when you wear it. I look forward to a long and successful partnership...

U rsula put the last letter from Mr. Paladin aside, loosened the cord on the velvet jewelry sack and turned it upside down. Anne’s small collection of baubles spilled out.

She picked up the blue pouch and opened it. The elegant silver notebook-and-pencil chatelaine fell into her hand. She turned it over and examined the maker’s mark. The name of the store was engraved on the back. The firm was located in New York.

Anne had not received the chatelaine from a grateful client. Damian Cobb had sent it to her as part of a long-distance seduction.