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5

Fleeced

Regan stepped out of the shower, dressed quickly, and dried her hair. She turned off the hair dryer, placed it on her dresser, and heard her cell phone ringing.

It was Jack. Regan smiled at the sound of his voice. She pictured his face with its hazel eyes and even features, framed by sandy hair that curled at the ends. He was six feet two inches tall, with broad shoulders and an undeniable charisma. Keenly intelligent and quick-witted, he also had a sense of humor that had developed from growing up in a large family. Thirty-four years old, Jack had been raised in Bedford, New York, graduated from Boston College, and had surprised his family by following his grandfather into the field of law enforcement.

Jacks grandfather had been a New York police lieutenant. In the twelve years since college, Jack had risen through the ranks from patrolman to captain and head of the Major Case Squad. He had also picked up two masters degrees, and his goal was to become police commissioner of New York.

How was your dinner last night? Regan asked.

Lets just say I would rather have been with you. I heard a lot of boring speeches, then drove back to the city from Long Island. I didnt get home until almost two.

Well, youll never believe what Ive gotten involved in.

I was about to say the same thing.

Regan sat on the bed. You first.

Jack paused. I have to fly to London tonight. Theres a case over there I have to take a look at for my buddy at Scotland Yard. But Ill be back by Sunday.

Regan felt a sharp stab of disappointment. I guess Ill get to enjoy more expectation and anticipation, she thought, but said, Im leaving Monday.

I know. Im coming with you.

Regan laughed. Oh really?

If youll have me. I get a few days off and I want to be with you.

I want to be with you too, Regan said. L.A. on Monday sounds great.

What did you get yourself involved in? Jack asked. Theres not another man, I hope.

Regan laughed. Another guy called but its not anything to worry about. She relayed to him the conversation with Thomas.

So youre on the job this weekend too. Let me pick you up and take you down to Gramercy Park, Jack said quickly. I cant wait until Sunday to see you.

I was about to say the same thing.

Jack laughed. Ill be there in half an hour.

Regan hung up the phone. There is a God, she thought.


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