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for her to get rid of it spoke highly for its worth.
A theft like this should be in the papers. It shouldn’t take too much of a
quick search to discover who it was stolen from and quietly return it. Anything
noted on the theft?
    Stolen about four months ago. Police don’t seem to have
many leads.
    So stolen, then sold to my neighbor?
    Possibly. Unless he arranged the theft.
    She laughed a little. Kyle didn’t know Arnold Pritchard. She
rocked back in her chair and tapped on her thigh. The black market didn’t sound
like Arnold Pritchard, but then, she had always heard he cheated on his golf
score whenever possible. Before she made a move with this thing, she wanted to
know more. Put your ear to the ground and see if you can get a seller and
buyer.
    Take a little bit of time. I do have other things to do.
An entire fucking business to run.
    She rolled her eyes. I know. I just want to know what I’m
dealing with before returning it.
    Returning it? Just throw it away somewhere.
    She shook her head. That would be Kyle to recommend throwing
an ancient artifact in the trash. This dagger could be someone’s entire life
savings. I just want to know if there was any aggressive action when it was
taken.
    Don’t get involved in things you don’t know about.
    She smiled. I’m not getting involved.
    Daylight was less than an hour away. Another couple days of
restless nights and exhaustion would finally take her. She’d be refreshed and
ready for the world and then cycle back into not sleeping. The best she could
do was try to work her schedule around the restless weeks to come.
    When the memory of finding her parents slaughtered that
morning started creeping up her neck, she stood and shook her arms loose. Lord,
she was meeting Addison in just a few hours. She had to get a grip. Dealing
with the police while nervous was acceptable.
    Not for Clayton Addison. Though she wasn’t sure she needed
to see him anymore. She glanced at the dagger and wondered about the odds of
him leaving her alone if she canceled that meeting. Considering the lengths he had
already gone through for the dagger, she doubted they were high.

 
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
     
    When it came to getting what she wanted, Lexie had learned
from the best.
    Mostly from her parents.
    More so her father, but then, her mother hadn’t exactly been
a lightweight, either.
    Tailored red pants made exclusively for her with a white
silk top would do exactly as the outfit intended—catch attention.
    The rubies and diamonds tastefully placed at her ears, neck,
and wrist would do what her mother did best—keep that attention.
    Image and perception was everything. Her parents hadn’t
taught her that, but the man who had been entrusted with her estate while she
was a minor did. Ruthless and calculating, Uncle Gabe was the family lawyer and
still ran the everyday work of her father’s real estate business. He had taught
her how to create the image she wanted and how to use it.
    To this day everyone looked at her and still saw a girl grieving,
first, and then the thirty-two-year-old woman who was head of a multi-billion-dollar
company second.
    She walked the sidewalk to the front of Addison’s building. Addison’s
Security was written across the glass in white, bold letters. Straightforward. The bronze handle was nothing decorative. The door was not as heavy as
she figured as she tugged it open.
    The inside of the lobby had a clean scent with a hint of
coffee. Brown leather couches, dark table, and a side table with a coffee pot
to the side. She tried picturing the man from last night in this clean cut space and struggled to see him fit. Cream tile lined the entryway. A soft yellow hue covered the
walls. No flowers. No artistic pictures. Not a trace of anything feminine that she could easily see.
    Surrounding the coffee pot were a few men dressed nearly
identical to Addison last night. Fitted black shirts and cargo pants. Lace-up black boots. They had the clothes, but not