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he asked politely, smiling at her. She nodded slowly and stuttered “Y… Yes.” Recognising who he was, and from all the chatter going on, he was certain she understood why he was here. No one yelled angrily about it, they all knew who he was in this city, and they all knew this woman looked…

She held out her phone and showed Marilyn a picture she’d found of the woman. “She’s also deceased from what I can tell. She died years ago. She was married to some billionaire out here, Calvin Reeves, owner of C.R. Technology. No wonder everyone is staring at you.” Marilyn was reading an obituary notice for…

She sighed. He closed his eyes and wondered if it was time to out the truth of the situation; that he’d divorced Marrin only to have her disappear. But he’d kept that to himself. Only three people knew other than the judge that had approved the divorce. “It’s not her,” he repeated himself, and didn’t…

“Looks an awful lot like Marrin,” he muttered as he stared at her photo. “I know, but she’s not,” Wil stated. “She’s been writing books for 10 years. That’s before Marrin went missing. Before you divorced her, you can actually google the woman, and see her first books when they were published everything both online…

she nodded. Though she heard another murmur, “She looks just like Marrin Reeves, don’t you think?” And turned to frown at them, and had to shake it off. She focused back on the lady serving her. “There will be two rooms. My agent is with me. She’s just ducked off to the bathroom.” The reservation…

He was already ticked off. “Is that important?” Calvin asked. “Just Anabell, she misses me.” he smiled and got up. “Did she get to meet that author she likes?” Calvin asked him. “Mm, she did, signed her book a second time as well.” Wil nodded with a smile. “Get a pic with her, isn’t that…

Just walked on by without so much as even glancing at him, he turned and tracked her. She had dark brown hair like Marrin did as well, but then heard the woman with her state, “Oh it’s not that bad, Marilyn.” And he shook it off and moved on. It was not her, though his…

“Oh yes, Wil and I got married a year after our engagement.” “Lovely,” she put pen to paper and wrote under her first signing, ‘Love still blossoms between the happy couple, may it continue to in both light and dark times, Marilyn Riddley.’ And handed it back to her. The woman read it and smiled….

“You’re an asshole.” She grated out. “Yes, I am, always was. That’s why no one saw Marrin and I behind closed doors,” he told her. “I hope you like prison.” He shot over his shoulder and left the room as two police officers stepped over, He nodded to them and walked away. She was in…

“Right.” Wil agreed, the man already sounded board. “There are very personal things, Cal, can’t we talk in private?” she reached out a hand to touch him. He took a step back. “Hmm, I bet it’s not where hers was.” He reached for the hem of her hospital gown, and she gasped. His eyes moved…