No one here will stop you. But there is one thing I think you ought to know before you do that. Are you listening, dear? There is one unfortunate thin... that would result from your leaving. I'm afraid I would be terribly offended. Yes, terribly offended."His mouth twisted with sadistic pleasure as he imagined the reaction of what he was going to say would have on the trembling young woman inside. "What I am trying to say, Lynn, is that I am not a man who can separate my business life from my. Still though, he didn’t remove the cord, his devious side getting the better of him. Two very specific files driving him and keeping his hand from pulling the literal plug – he just had to know what was in there. A swift knock at the door startled him, and Dillon quickly shut the laptop before nervously glancing around his room as if there was someone there who could have seen.“Um, yeah. Just a second,” he yelled out, throwing his quilt over the computer and cell phone. He smacked his forehead. He did not know what she looked like, since there was no picture in the ad. When a woman came out of the office and looked around the parking lot, it was obviously Chelsea. The vet office was closed and the parking lot was empty except for the Bob’s black Ranger. She waved at him as she exited the doorway. He got out, smiling, and waved back at her. He went around to the passenger side and opened the door as she walked up.“Hello, Chelsea, I am Bob. Glad to meet you.”She smiled in response as he. She was a little disappointed, but mostly relieved."Um... well, I like art, but I don't know much about it."The man looked delighted. "This mansion has a treasure trove of wonderful art." The man held out his hand. "I'm Vince. Can I give you a tour?"Jen looked at Vince. He was fair haired and very handsome, in an arrogant preppy sort of way, and stood a head taller than her. He was older, but only by a few years, and looked in great shape."Why not?" Jen thought to herself as she took Vince's.