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CHAPTER 15

          Corey stood. The man ran a curious gaze over Mackenzie, then turned to pump her companion’s hand.

“You going down for the St. Mark’s briefing?”

“You think I’d miss the beach?”

          The man chuckled.

“Great. We’ll hit a few. You bring your racket?”

“And a fresh can of balls.”

“Good. We’ll do it, then.”

          Again, the man’s gaze swept her.

“So… Arlene and the kids are doing okay?”

“Fine… Just fine. Kids are growing like weeds.”

“Great… Great… They’ll keep you hopping. See you down there.”

          With that, the man moved up the aisle. Mackenzie st

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