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Seth in his Jeep. Playing elk slalom, he navigated the vehicle with skill and precision through the dark rural night.
    â€œYou drive like a native,” she commented.
    He chuckled. “I’m no native. I grew up in East Hampton in New York.”
    â€œWell, something’s clicking with you and Mystery. The tourists are terrified of the roads at night.”
    â€œMy parents had a ski lodge in Big Sky, Montana. I decided early on that I like the nature of the mountains more than the skiing. Camping made me learn to drive the winding roads.”
    â€œThat explains it.”
    He looked sideways at her, studying her.
    â€œYou know,” he interjected into the quiet automobile, “Hazel told me that next week I have to host the Mystery BBQ Sizzle. I hope you know what has to be done, because I don’t have a clue how to go about something like that.”
    It was her turn to chuckle. “Hazel’s so tricky. She loves handing that over to the greenhorns. It’s like a test.”
    â€œWell, I expect you as my personal assistant to make sure I pass the test.”
    She nodded. “I know what has to be done. No problem. Consider it a finished deal.”
    â€œI’ll want to invite some New Yorkers.”
    â€œCertainly.”
    â€œI’ll leave the list for you in the morning. You can find all their numbers in my files.”
    â€œOf course.”
    â€œI’ll want the plane sent for Nikki.”
    Her heart went thump. She knew who Nikki Butler was. The tabloids loved to photograph the willowy model with her billionaire boyfriends.
    Kirsten denied any pangs of jealousy.
    The kiss she and Seth had experienced that afternoon was at best an inconvenience, at worst a threat to the job she dearly needed. The emotions that roiled inside her upon hearing this could only be disappointment—disappointment to find out her boss was so shallow as to date an airhead model with an IQ less than her daily calorie intake.
    â€œI’ll make sure she has everything she wants.”
    Including you, Kirsten thought with more bitterness than even she had expected.
    â€œSee that she comes in on Thursday so we have some time alone before the big event.”
    Woodenly Kirsten responded, “I’ll take care of it.”
    â€œIf you have any questions as to her preferences, Mary can help you with them. She knows everything about Ms. Butler.”
    She nodded, wondering if her face looked as green in the dashboard light as she felt.
    â€œDo you feel all right, Kirsten?”
    Her head snapped around to face him. “I feel great. Why wouldn’t I? Why would you ask?”
    He paused. “Well, we’ve been parked at the ranch for almost a minute now. You seem preoccupied.”
    Kirsten felt as if she was waking from a nightmare.
    Suddenly she looked out of the Jeep window and realized they had indeed stopped at the front of Seth’s house. She couldn’t remember coming to a halt at all.
    â€œNo, no. I’m fine. Just a little tired from the long day,” she blathered, getting out of the jeep.
    â€œWell, good night, then.”
    Like an idiot, she kept on blathering. “I’ll take care of everything. Don’t worry. In two days every preparation will be made.”
    â€œGood night, Miss Meadows.”
    She paused, suddenly hating the formality when before there had been none.
    â€œGood night, Mr. Morgan.”
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    The Mystery BBQ Sizzle was the event of the summer. Tourists and locals alike attended. It was a tradition of Hazel McCallum’s that went back decades. Hazel always said you could find out more about a person at a barbecue than you could at a five-star hotel.
    Kirsten, watching supermodel Nikki Butler sunning her long svelte self at the ranch’s pool, had the sickening feeling Hazel was right. She was going to get a load of Nikki Butler’s character that weekend whether she wanted to or not.
    â€œCould you stock the