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Tough As Nails. Jackie Manning
Читать онлайн.Название Tough As Nails
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isbn 9781472034991
Автор произведения Jackie Manning
Жанр Зарубежные детективы
Издательство HarperCollins
“I bought it because I knew the owner and he wanted to sell. It was a good investment,” he said, “but my work takes up most of my time.”
Some things never change.
They had only been married two weeks when Mike insisted he work full-time tending bar evenings after working a full shift at her father’s paper mill. She’d pleaded with him to reconsider. She had wanted Mike to enroll in college with her that fall. They could have lived comfortably on the more than generous allowance her mother’s inheritance provided them.
But Mike would have none of it. He’d rather work day and night, leaving her alone in their cramped apartment, night after night, than take a penny of her money.
She had begged him to talk with her, but when he was home he was too tired. He would always find time to listen to her, yet when she asked for his thoughts, he’d shut down. She could see that he was exhausted, but Mike believed that a man didn’t ask for help. So what could she have done?
Now she realized that some personalities didn’t suit a long-term relationship. Mike would always put actions before his feelings.
She was amazed at the bitterness the memory brought back, and she quickly pushed it aside. Nothing would come from raking up the past. They’d both made good lives for themselves after the divorce. That was the important thing.
She moved to the bookcase where he stood, clicking numbers into a numeric pad on the wall. “There,” he said when he’d finished. “All doors and elevators are locked. If any movement is detected within twenty feet of the building, the action will activate the video cameras and an alarm will sound.”
“What about a dog running along the sidewalk?”
“That, too.” He picked up something that looked like a television remote control and pressed the device into her right palm. “Click the red button and watch that monitor,” he said, pointing to the walnut cabinet in front of them.
She clicked the button. The cabinet doors opened and a computer monitor swiveled into view.
She pressed the arrow keys. Views of the Crib’s street entrance, outside metal fire escape and various exterior shots of the brick building materialized with each click of her finger.
“Touch the white button,” he said, leaning toward her. He was so close she could feel his warmth and smell the lingering scent of his aftershave. He took her hand inside his large grip, and she felt a tiny quiver when their skin touched.
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