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sighed melodramatically, then answered them one by one while Rod took notes.
    “Is that it? Can I go now?” she asked pointedly, cocking her head towards the door and hinting to Rod that he needed to go.
    “Almost. Tell me what to bring to dinner tonight.”
    “Um, I don’t care what you bring since you’re eating it at someone else’s house. I’m sure they’ll enjoy whatever you come up with!” she answered brightly. Rod glared at her, but she matched his irritated expression perfectly.
    “Nathan invited us. My date and I will be over at seven. See you then!” he called over his shoulder. He left her office, and Stacy could hear the sound of uncharacteristically high-pitched giggling coming from the hallway. She could only assume from what sounded like panting that Tori had agreed to be his dinner companion. At least there would be someone there to talk to while Rod and Nathan chest bumped and talked sports, or whatever it was those two were interested in when they got around each other.
    Stacy tried to put the events of the morning behind her and focus on her work, but images of the body floating face down in the pond still haunted her. Every time she tried to shake it off, the image was replaced with the body on the gurney, its blue hand protruding from beneath the sheet.
    “Boo!” someone said, causing Stacy to scream. She looked up to see Nathan’s surprised face before it melted into an apologetic expression. “Sorry, I didn’t know you didn’t hear me come in. Hey, are you okay? Stacy, you’re scaring me! What’s wrong?”
    Nathan came around behind her desk and gathered her in his arms, leaning over awkwardly to semi-cradle her as tears ran down her face. She suddenly found herself telling him about the body at the golf course and how she’d had to give a statement, first to the police and then to Rod.
    “Stacy, I don’t like this. You agreed to do a mob wedding, and the next thing you know there’s a dead guy floating in your lap. It can’t be a coincidence.”
    “Why not? I don’t get it, how do you think these are related? The police and the club manager didn’t even know who the man is.”
    “Look, I’m painfully aware that you have a way of attracting corpses, but I don’t think it’s unrelated this time. I’m not gonna go so far as to say ditch this wedding… yet… but I want you to know I’m officially being careful now.”
    “Oh, are you?” Stacy asked, challenging him with a fixed stare.
    “You can shoot daggers at me with your eyes all you want to, missy, it makes no difference to me,” Nathan shot back, accepting the challenge by staring down at her with his arms crossed.
    “Married less than six months, and you’re already ordering me around. I see how it is.” She tried to keep her tone light and playful, but secretly it was something that had worried her all along. She’d waited a long time to get married, too long, by some busybodies’ standards. Giving up her independence had been one of her many worries, and now it was coming to pass right in front of her.
    “I’m not ordering you around,” Nathan argued wearily with a sigh. “I’m begging you to be careful, to take extra special care of the most important thing in my world… you. And you seem determined not to do that so you can… what? Prove that you’re still an independent woman who doesn’t have to listen to a man? Because I don’t remember ever saying that you did.”
    “You’re right,” Stacy admitted sheepishly. “I know you’re trying to be protective. But we can’t afford to lose this account, especially not over some unrelated but bizarre incident.”
    “An incident? Walking up on a dead body is an incident? Geez, I’d hate to see what an actual catastrophe looks like.”
    Stacy stood up and walked towards her husband, stopping in front of him and sliding her arms around his waist before pulling him closer and leaning her head against his chest. It took him a minute for his