Charlotte’s cell phone appeared out of order, and his calls went through to a recording stating the number was no longer in use. In the end he’d left a message every night at the McDougal house, and whichever stepsister he’d spoken to had promised to give Charlotte his messages. That was one week ago. He checked his watch and silently urged the taxi driver to go faster, impatient to walk into the office and catch a glimpse of Charlotte at work, even if he couldn’t talk to her. They left Auckland airport at a crawl—school holidays and rush-hour traffic combining to make a nasty stop-start snarl. Brief glimpses of green pastures gave way to a cityscape, and if anything, the traffic grew worse. He pulled his cell phone out to ring the office and request that Charlotte stay behind before changing his mind. While he didn’t give a damn about gossip—the magazines wrote what they wanted anyhow—he knew rumors about them appearing in print would upset Charlotte.
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