" Vinny slid a manila envelope across the table. I reached in and drew out an 8 x 10 glossy of a sapphire cat statue with ruby eyes. "Looks easy enoug.... Where is it?"Vinny sighed. "That's where it gets complicated, Jane. It's in a small Central American country of El Zanzibar."I purse my lips sourly. "The same El Zanzibar that is currently going through a coup and civil war... I know I'm not gonna like the answer but... where is it?" In the old dictator's palace." Get in before the rebels raze. He had a combination that makes me swoon every time – dark, dark hair, with impossibly luminescent blue eyes. As you can probably tell, I was smitten. Badly. We’d met the first time about a month before at a party at my friend’s place. I’m pretty sure it was a set-up, since I was the only one in the house who didn’t work with them. Not that I minded, I’d been single for a couple of years, and was still feeling somewhat guilty over my last, very ugly break-up. I was also getting pretty sick of. His feelings went deeper than fondness. At times he felt himself a father to her, or maybe a close uncle. At other times he was her mentor. In between, he heard a voice that urged him to become her lover. ‘Tell me about you job prospects!’ he demanded. Paul already knew that she had an offer from the State of West Virginia for a similar position that she had with the State of Illinois. Paul had sent her resume to that State’s Commissioner. They were old friends from their college football. She grabbed a pad andbegan making notes for what she would have to do. Careful planning.Complete planning. It would be the only way.Chad heard talking. He stopped typing and listened for a moment. Itsounded like Robin was on the phone with someone. No big deal. Hecouldn't really hear very well anyway. He was about to start typingagain when some words came across louder and more clearly."But Honey, you want me to be beautiful for you, don't you?"He immediately wondered if she was talking.