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"I know"

She thought that was funny

"I didn’t open the bottle yet, but I will if you join ht Say, seven o’clock?"

"I’d like that"

"We can talk some more about Juan Carlos"

"Did you contact your friends?"

"I did They said they met Juan Carlos in DC about two and a half months before he showed up at itih, she told me that up until he knocked on their door, she had no idea that Felipe and Susan had a son"

"He just showed up out of the blue?"

"He did Speaking of which, there’s soo Tomorrow at seven here at the club?"

"I’ll be there"

Two blocks later, Ella sang to ain This time the display read SHEILA BRODIN, and I wondered, Why do so many people have my cell number?

"This is McKenzie," I said

"This is Sheila Brodin," the voice replied "I wish to speak to you about hter"

"Ma’am--"

"Don’t call me ma’am Do you knohere Porterhouse is?"

"The steak house in Little Canada?"

"Meet nize her Sheila hung up before I could ask them

I arrived ten minutes later Porterhouse was crowded and noisy All of the dining room tables and booths were occupied and thefor attention The small bar was just as packed byfor their na to locate Sheila Brodin in that busy throng, and then I did She was the only person sitting alone--at a small table in the corner Ia sheer black blouse that revealed shadows of what lay beneath and a tan linen skirt with a high slit on the side She glanced up atdown her shirt

"McKenzie?" she asked

"Mrs Brodin"

"Call estured at the chair opposite her She squirh her shoulder-length hair as I sat Her hair was the dark red that you see in very old furniture, and her face combined the pleasant features of a Mrs Aured she perfected the look by studying the ue Even with the table between us I could feel the heat radiating from her body

"Drink?" she asked

"Later"

The smile caht have thought I was suggesting a relationship beyond the h She reminded me of a cat, and not one of those do down a full-grown oing to be one of them