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all the work. The right apartment. The right schools. The right friends. The right charities. And the right nanny," she finished, showing Adrienne into her office, which looked like a room at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It was full of expensive fur- niture and paintings and many bouquets of flowers. She gestured to a small chair across the desk from her, sat down opposite from Adrienne, and continued talking.

    "The children are very busy. Graydon is in his junior year and wants to go to business school. Cameron can't get this modeling bug out of her system. I'd really prefer her to be a debutante and marry someone nice. College is really for other people, don't you think?" she asked, not waiting for an

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    answer. "I, myself," she continued, "generally wake up early, have Pilates training, and then a massage in the gym next to my bedroom. Afterward, my personal assistant, hairdresser, makeup artist, and stylist arrive around eight o'clock. I have a little espresso and go over my plans for the day."

    Adrienne blinked. That doesn't sound so rough, she thought.

    "Then, after some morning phone calls with my char- ities, I generally have a lunch date, and then I come home." Mrs. Warner smiled. "And that is when I really need you, Adriana."

    "Adrienne," she insisted.

    "Of course you are," Mrs.Warner said, getting up and moving to the door."I need absolute peace and quiet while I rest. I never want to be disturbed. Sometimes I have impor- tant meetings in my office and I can't have interruptions of any kind. So I need a nanny to keep Emma occupied, and sometimes to stay with her in the evening if Mr.Warner and I go out and Tania isn't available. Is that all right with you?"

    Adrienne nodded. Doesn't sound too bad, she thought.

    "But why has it been so hard for you to find some- one?" she asked.

    Mrs. Warner seemed annoyed at the question. "Well, Emma is a prodigy. We're planning for her to begin high school by ten, and to graduate from Harvard at fourteen,

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    so that she can devote herself to studying the piano. I need someone here every day for her. Every day."

    Every day? Adrienne thought. I thought it was just for two or three days. She thought carefully. I can hang on for two weeks.

    Mrs. Warner continued. "Well, that's all you need to know, and here you are for today." She handed her an enve- lope. "We'll see you on Monday, then?"

    Yes! Adrienne thought with relief. I got the job, and she didn't bust me for the sweater! "Monday it is," Adrienne replied. "Thank you, Mrs.Warner."

    "Oh no, thank you," she replied. "By the way, that's a gorgeous sweater on you. Is it Prada?"

    "Yes," Adrienne said, but her mind whirled. Should I admit that I borrowed it? she thought, terrified that Mrs. Warner would recognize it as Cameron's.

    "You young girls can get away with those severe cuts. Not me--I need something less hip," she said, turning to model her exquisitely tailored suit that showed her long legs to perfection.

    "Oh, I think you could wear anything you wanted to, Mrs.Warner."

    "You're a lamb.Thank you." Mrs.Warner led Adrienne out of the office and into the front hall, where they heard the clicking of high heels on the mosaic floor. Mrs.Warner turned to see who it was. "Oh, Cameron!" she exclaimed.

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    "I didn't know if you'd be in time to meet the new nanny, Adriana."

    Adrienne turned in horror. Oh no, she thought. Now I'm really busted. Adrienne faced Cameron, prepared for the worst.

    Cameron Warner was seventeen years old, but she looked far older than that. Five feet ten inches tall, she wore high-heeled Manolo Blahnik boots that pushed her over six feet. She was long and lean, with the scarily thin body required of fashion models. She had long, straight blond hair and perfectly white skin. Cameron posed in the archway with her purple Bergdorf and black Barneys shopping