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number! And how the fuck does he know my birthday is next week?
     
    His eyes pierced me like he could see my soul. I couldn't speak. Nothing mattered. The bank drifted away. The pounding rain outside the window drifted away. All that existed was him and me, our hands clasped, my heart beating out of my chest and my breathing out of control.
     
    In a flash, he was gone. He dove into the back of a black limousine and it sped off.
     
    I turned around and looked at everyone in the bank staring at me. They all quickly returned their attention to their computers.
     
    I opened up my palm, expecting a business card with his phone number. I gasped and almost screamed when I saw what I saw.
     
    I quickly closed my hand in case the security cameras caught what was in it.
     
    I turned back around and ran through the door out into the rain. His limo was stopped behind three other cars at the Dartmouth Street light, three quarters of a block away.
     
    I ran across Exeter Street, but soon realized my heels weren't helping me. I took them off. That didn't help either because the brick on this part of the sidewalk was almost impossible to run on.
     
    "Hey!" I shouted as I got closer to the limo. "Hey!"
     
    The light turned green. Shit, I was only a quarter of the way to the next block. I stopped as I saw the group of cars pass through the intersection. I stood there in the rain watching as his limo turned left down Dartmouth and was gone.
     
    Shit.
     
    I tightened my fist and ran back to the bank. When I walked in, dripping wet, everyone stared again. This time they didn't stop.
     
    I must have had an odd expression on my face because the look I was getting from all over was concern.
     
    I made a beeline for the ladies' room in the back. I went in and locked the door behind me.
     
    The face that looked back at me from the mirror was a sweaty, rainy wreck. My fist was still closed. I had to hide what was in it. But where?
     
    I opened my hand and saw what I saw before. Two keys. My safe deposit box master key and his. I took out Horace Willoughby's personal safe deposit box key and stuffed it in my bra.
     
    Then I fixed myself up and went back to work.
     
     

 
    Chapter 4
     
    "Happy birthday to you..." the song began.
     
    How I hate that song. Can't we, as the supposedly advanced culture we are, finally get rid of that fucking song?
     
    I was at Forum with my brother Dan, his girlfriend Nikki, Troy and his boyfriend Dean, and my friends Kelly and Alicia.
     
    None of us could actually afford to eat at Forum but it was my birthday and Dan insisted.
     
    I took a swig from my martini while the song wrapped up and everybody applauded.
     
    "My big sis is twenty-four," Dan said. "Wow! Getting old, girl."
     
    Dan is two years younger than me. Because I'm adopted, he looks nothing like me. Lighter skin. Black spiky hair and lots of muscles from years in the gym. Dressed in a print T-shirt, black jeans, and red sneakers.
     
    "Shut up, Joko," I said as I sipped my martini. Dan scowled. He hated the nickname I gave him when he was ten.
     
    "So what are we going to do after this?" said Kelly, who was visibly drunk.
     
    "Well, I don't know about we ," I said, "but I think you're going home before you pass out."
     
    "Whaaaaaat? I'm fine. I'm going clubbing after this."
     
    "With Alexa and Dani, right?"
     
    "No!" said Kelly as she fumbled in her purse. "Well, okay, yes."
     
    Alicia just looked at me and rolled her eyes.
     
    "Honey," said Alicia. "We're not eighteen anymore. It's okay to go home after dinner. At least once a year."
     
    "Very funny," said Kelly as she stood up with difficulty. "I'll sleep when I'm dead. Where's the ladies room?"
     
    Dan made a thumb gesture and we all watched Kelly walk like she was stepping on broken glass. Her tight white dress glittered like her highlighted blonde hair.
     
    "You know what she's going to do back there," I said.
     
    "Uh-huh," said Alicia.
     
    "What?" said Troy.
     
    I put