“The great muscle in her chest that had been treating her so well over the past two weeks plummeted with cheetah speed. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Sue hurrying over, frantically waving her arms to get Jen’s attention. Though it killed her, she held up a finger to the mayor and headed around Shea’s tent, away from the athletics field, and into the parking lot. “I’m in northern New Hampshire, Tim, working on some personal stuff. There’s no way I can get back by tonight.” ... “Not tonight. This afternoon. And if you hit the road in the next hour, it should be plenty of time. Umberto Rollins goes off at eight and the thing is a giant clusterfuck. You need to come back to fix it, or we’ll lose one of our biggest clients. And I might have to reconsider you for a partnership.” She sank onto the bumper of some stranger’s car. “What’s happened?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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