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    “You closed the Braun case ahead of schedule,” Duncan said. He was the oldest of his employees, an ex-military with the pipeline to gadgets and foot soldiers whenever they needed them. “Wheeler just called. He got your e-mail.”
    “He wants to talk to you about another SEC case,” Lucy added.
    “I called it first,” Duncan said.
    Ken nodded. “I’ll need your help retrieving our video and audio devices from the brokerage firm. Sly, I know you need more space for that cast, so use my office instead of the couch. Where’s Rodriguez?”
      “Finishing the injury claim case,” Lucy said. “From the pictures Rod uploaded, the man had serious whiplash. We’re talking physical therapy, pain medication, muscle relaxants, the whole nine yards. His claim is definitely not fraudulent.”
    Either way, the company the man was suing would pay big. “When Rodriguez gets in, we’ll have a brief meeting. Lucy, come into my office, please. Sly, give us a few minutes.”
    He entered his office with Lucy right behind him. He closed the door, sat on the edge of his desk, and crossed his arms.
    “How much do you know about high fashion?” he asked. Lucy had been with him the longest and he could trust her with just about anything.
    “I know I can’t afford it at my present salary,” she quipped.
    Ken smiled. “Nice try. What do you know about Sean O’Neal?”
    Lucy frowned. “The designer?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Other than the fact that he’s a respected designer and maverick, I find his clothes too impractical to wear. When he started out, he designed for certain a body type,” she indicated her curvaceous five-three body. “Now, I don’t understand his vision. But it sells, more is the pity. Now your friend who was here earlier, I could see myself wearing the stuff she designs.”
    Ken frowned. “You know Faith’s work?”
    “I stopped by her store a few months ago and liked what she had on display. Did you two talk?”
    “Yeah. Could you see what you can dig up on O’Neal? You know, how he got started in the business, what stores carries his line, and samples of his work. Please, keep this low key. Also, contact Premier Courier Service to pick up the memory stick for the SEC.” He went behind his desk, pulled a drawer, and retrieved an envelope.
    Lucy took the envelope and the memory stick from him. “Does your interest in O’Neal and his work have anything to do with Ms. Fitzgerald?”
    “Yes.” He’d learned long time ago to be truthful with Lucy. She often saw through his half-baked lies, called it a mother’s intuition because she’d had lots of practice with her two girls.   Ken knew better. Lucy paid attention to details and had a knack for reading people, which was very important when they talked with a potential client. “Tell Sly to get in here.”
    “Is she in some kind of trouble?”
    Lucy also didn’t know when to obey the boss and leave well enough alone. “Nothing I can’t handle. Get me the info on O’Neal A.S.A.P.” His tone came out sharp.
    “You know we’re here should you need help,” she added, not moved by his outburst. He studied her with narrowed eyes. “After all you’ve done for us it’s the least we can do.”
    Ken pinched the bridge of his nose. “Lucy—?”
    “It’s okay. I’m done. I’ll get you what you need.” She headed out of the room, but not before Ken saw the frown on her face. How had she known that Faith was the same Ms. Fitzgerald from last year? He’d told her that he expected a call from a Ms. Fitzgerald and for two days straight had asked her, “Did she call?” She must have gone to Faith’s store after that. Lucy was like a mother bear with those she cared about, so something about that visit must have convinced her that Faith wasn’t a bad person.
    Ken settled behind his desk, turned on his computer, and waited impatiently for the system to start running. It was time to meet the maverick O’Neal.

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    Faith wobbled to her