Paige looked down atMegan O'Malley, amused that this slip of a woman was coming to the aidof a man who dwarfed her. She needed something stronger, but anything stronger would knock herout, and she needed to think. Megan felt herself shrinking with each sentence. She felt curiously removed from theissue, as if the Megan O'Malley those people were looking at werenothing more than a hologram.
She gave him a teasing look from beneath her lashesas she scooted back toward the opposite end of the couch. There was his law practice, his hunting andfishing, his wife Vicki. Megan gritted her teeth and looked to Mitch. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, she whispered, her heart kicking into highgear.
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