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Lindsay Beckham put down the phone in her officecarefully as if the receiver harbored an explosive. The calls from Gina were always surreal. On television blackmail was a dramatic high-stakes affair--threats, strong language, wrung hands and curses. Or excruciating, calculated and cruelly exciting.These talks were bizarre simply because they were so ordinary. Gina was an old friend--or so Lindsay had had the typically poor judgment to think--so their exchanges were familiar, and while not exactly warm and fuzzy anymore, neither were they hostile. Gina treated her "salary" as if she were providing a service Lindsay should feel thrilled to purchase and chatted about personal matters as if their friendship hadn't taken this baffling turn several months ago when, in the middle of a catch-up phone call, Gina had blurted out, "Did you know there is no statute of limitations on murder?"Wouldn't the press be interested to find out that a few years back Gina Nelson had seen Lindsay Beckham, the hot new owner of Boston's hot new bar, Chassy, kill her boyfriend? Forget the press, wouldn't the police be interested?And Gina had gone on to point out, wouldn't potential investors in Chassy's planned expansion be interested to learn the woman angling for their money had run away from her adoptive family at seventeen and lived a large part of her adult life high on whatever she could find, going from man to man, searching for love and her own identity the least likely way she could find either?Needless to say, after that the call had hurtled downhill faster than an Olympic skier.The betrayal had hurt her not just personally but professionally. Gina seemed to know precisely how much Lindsay could part with and stay afloat. Lindsay wanted to do more than stay afloat. She wanted to take Chassy from the quiet neighborhood stop it had been when her wonderful employers and mentors, Laura and Scott Downing, had sold it to her for a song, to the trendy powerhouse she was sure the bar could be as their South Boston neighborhood grew and began to thrive. In the last year she'd made a lot of the right moves, including starting a local chapter of the Martinis and Bikinis women's social club. That guaranteed her loyal customers for its monthly meetings where lucky members were selected to complete wild and empowering dares.With Gina back in the picture, clinging to her, her past couldn't be put to rest no matter how far Lindsay thought she'd moved beyond it. She'd finally wrestled away most of her guilt over causing her ex-boyfriend Ty's death, but she wasn't sure the courts would take the same view.Unfortunately, Gina's timing was typical of Lindsay's life. For a precious few weeks in early fall Lindsay had started to feel she was finally digging herself out of the bad times and bad luck that had been her lifelong companions. A new vow of clean living, success in business, then the biggest surprise--information about her birth family--had been dropped into her lap the previous summer in the form of a letter from her deceased birth mother introducing her three half sisters, Brooke, Joey and Katie. Lindsay had invited them to join Martinis and Bikinis and was gradually getting to know the trio.And then, kaboom, Gina.There was always something. Granted, she'd made bad choices, but while a lot of people believed in the idea of happily ever after, and some people like her blue blood Winfield half sisters even got a shot at living it, for Lindsay there had only been struggling-ever-after."Hey there."Her assistant manager's voice made Lindsay jam on a smile. Another case in point. Born into a wealthy family, Denver Langston had attended an Ivy League college and medical school, and had the luxury of ditching his lucrative career as a plastic surgeon in L.A. because the work hadn't been what he expected.Now he had the further luxury of slumming in her bar while he figured out what he wSharpe, Isabel is the author of 'My Wildest Ride (Harlequin Blaze Series #376)', published 2008 under ISBN 9780373793808 and ISBN 0373793804.
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