“It’s ... there’s no easy way to tell you this. Some really bad things are going to be said about her in a few days. I don’t want to go into i... on the phone.”“No, I understand,” Mickey said.Some “media” members used handheld scanners to try to intercept cell phone signals. I had been amazed when Ryan had mentioned it to me and I figured he’d had the same conversation with Liz’s parents. Of course I also figured Mickey and Bev were parts of the “tin-foil hat brigade.”“How bad?” Mickey. “Ah, I see”, he replied finally. “But not here. Let’s go out for lunch, shall we?”The lunch was at a posh restaurant and Harish had a seat reserved at a posh table. The wine served was excellent. Savita decided to play along as she was representing a Jeweller. Harish started flirting with her.“So tell me Savita, are you married?”, he asked.“I am”, she replied with a polite grin.“Oh, such a waste of beauty!”, he sighed.Just then the server served the food.“Perhaps I might be able to persuade her. I hope to see you on Monday.” With that Jim Olson left us.“Ronda, I'd like to talk to you in Dad's office,” I said with a smile.She smiled back. “That will be fine.”When we were in our dad's office, we sat on the couch, facing each other.“Can you believe this?” Ronda asked me. “You and I siblings? I fell in love with you when we were in Greece. I'm still in love with you. Do we have to be brother and sister, can we be like we were in Greece?”I saw the office bar. “Would you like a nice stiff. I had never ever considered other girls, but the impish face with those huge, incredible eyes made me tremble. “Because…” I tried to come up with a plausible reason, but when moments turned into seconds, I admitted defeat and hung my head with a shrug. “Okay.” It to me a moment to register that. “Okay? I mean, really?” Her melodious giggle, a sound like glasses clinking against each other, drew goose bumps all over my skin, and when she took my hand in hers, my heart missed a beat. I let myself.