Wild Horses. B.J. DanielsЧитать онлайн книгу.
“How could he know that? How could he know anything about me?”
She refilled her wineglass before she said, “The man preys on women like us. Women who don’t want the bad publicity and can get their hands on money. In my case, a rich husband. In yours, a rich father. He seemed to know me so well that for a while I thought maybe Howard had put him up to it. That it was a test.”
“How did he get a key to your house, to your SUV?”
The woman’s smile had a bite to it. “What do you want me to say? He played me, just as he did you. With me, he targeted me at a fund-raiser of my husband’s, also pretending to be someone he wasn’t. With you...”
“I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
“His good luck,” she said, and raised her wineglass in a salute. They both glanced toward the front door at the sound of vehicles approaching. The men would be here soon.
“What will your husband do?”
Amelia looked away for a moment. “Howard will be angry, but he’ll get over it.” Her gaze shifted back to Livie. “Your fiancé doesn’t seem to be as forgiving.”
She didn’t want to talk about Cooper. She hesitated and then asked, “Is there a chance he could have drugged me that night?”
Amelia laughed. “Did he look like the kind of man who has to drug a woman to get her into his bed?”
That was the last thing she wanted to hear. Desperate, she pleaded, “If you know how I can find him...”
“I don’t.” She met Livie’s gaze. “Don’t worry. If you don’t pony up the money, he’ll find you. Because now he’s your problem.”
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