Seeing Sam seated behind the monstrosity wasn’t as odd as she’d anticipated. He was big enough to do it justice. She wanted to touch him, she realized with a jolt. To march over to him and kiss him senseless. “Anything new?” she asked, forcing herself to be businesslike. He sat back, the chair squeaking a little. “Not much. I’ve been through every file and searched all the bookshelves. I was just about to start checking out the other rooms.” He pointed to a large piece of paper spread out on a table, the curling ends weighted with books. “I even found a copy of the original house design. So, how’d it go in the attic?” “I pulled a couple of boxes you might want to look at. Mostly it’s old furniture, and clothing that would sell for plenty in the vintage market. Nate said to tell you that everything’s in order, so far.” She liked his partners. Nate Caldwell, Southern California blond and handsome, was a nice foil to Arianna Alvarado’s dark beauty. She was no dainty lady, but a no-nonsense, I-can-take-care-of-the-world woman.
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