RUBY, YOU OKAY?”Ruby turned from the view atop his latest project and spotted his construction foreman staring at him, his ruddy face clouded with concern. Ruby nodded. “I’m fine, Tommy.”“Well, just the same, sir, you wanna be careful about daydreamin’ around here. There’s only those cables for railings, and it’s a long way down.”Indeed it was. Forty floors. And he knew better. A hard hat did little good if one walked off the end of a girder. The problem was he couldn’t get this Weller character out of his head. It was silly, he knew it, but Joanna had knocked him for a loop when she’d dropped his name like a bomb last night. Her little flirtation at Nick’s party was one thing, but why was she having anything to do with the guy, now? Could Nick have referred him? It stood to reason. After all, Nick’s graphic design was great, but his writing was dull. Joanna’s mailer deserved better. But was Weller the ticket? Maybe.... According to Nick, the guy was a “kick-ass writer,”
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