Private Indiscretions

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fingers. “That P.I. whose card was on your desk, Remington? What do you know about him?”
    She didn’t even have to think about it. “That I don’t want to use him.”
    â€œWhy not?”
    Why not, indeed? It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Sam. He knew in high school how to keep his mouth shut, and she assumed he hadn’t changed in that regard. But what if thethreat had teeth? What if there was something in Randall’s past? Politics were a dirty business, with surprising and often devastating consequences. What if she was inadvertently putting Sam or his reputation at risk?
    She refused to be responsible for something happening to him again because of her. Anyone willing to smear a dead man’s reputation wouldn’t hesitate to ruin someone else’s.
    â€œSenator?”
    Dana picked up a pen as if getting back to work. “See what you can find out on your own first, please. Sam’s a friend. I’d rather not involve him.”
    â€œI’m not sure I know where to start.”
    â€œI have faith in you.” She smiled at him. “You can do anything.”
    â€œIncluding finding a needle in a haystack?” He walked toward the door, taking the letter with him. “I’ll see what I can do.”
    Dana left the problem in his competent hands and got back to work.
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    Sam stood at a window of his hotel suite, more curious than he’d been in a long time. He glanced at his watch—almost 5:00 p.m. An hour ago he’d gotten a call on his cell phone from Abe Atwater, Dana’s chief of staff, asking for a meeting. A private meeting. Echoes of her father taking him aside at the prom had reverberated in his mind first, followed by the self-admonition that he wasn’t that teenager anymore, that he was a successful adult, equal to Dana in every way.
    Still, what could her chief of staff want with him?
    The knock on the door heralded an end to his question. Sam greeted the immaculately dressed man, inviting him into the sitting area of the suite before taking a seat across from him.
    â€œWhat can I do for you, Mr. Atwater?”
    â€œI assume everything we discuss will be in confidence?”
    Sam resented the start of the conversation. No one questioned his integrity. No one. And if this man intended to warn him off Dana… “You’re not a client,” Sam said.
    â€œI hope to be.” Abe leaned forward. “I didn’t mean to insult you. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t already trust you, based on what I’ve learned.”
    Sam relaxed his hands and nodded.
    Abe passed him a plastic bag containing a sheet of heavy paper. “Dana received this at her home night before last.”
    Sam read the note. Night before last? He’d been at her house night before last. She’d intended to go to her mailbox after he pulled away, must’ve gotten it then. “What does it mean?” Sam asked.
    â€œIf I knew, I wouldn’t be here.”
    â€œYou want me to find out?”
    â€œYes. We need to keep this under wraps, obviously. I’d rather not involve anyone else on staff until we know what we’re dealing with.”
    Sam turned the bag over and examined the envelope. San Francisco postmark. “Is that why you came here instead of having me go to Dana’s office?”
    â€œDana doesn’t know I’m here.”
    Sam lifted his gaze sharply to Abe’s. Dana hadn’t asked for him? “Then how do you know about me?”
    â€œI saw your business card on her desk yesterday and asked about it, although I’ve known about you for a couple of years. She said you were a friend. You’re good. You’re discreet. You get the job done.”
    â€œI’m in San Francisco because I’m already working a case.” Sam passed the note back to Abe. “I can’t take the job.”
    â€œWhy not?”
    â€œThere’s too little information to go

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