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shirt and his tan, sinewy body glistened in the sun. He noticed me backing out of the driveway and stood up.
    “Hey!” he waved and then began jogging over towards me while I tried to compose myself
    Crap.
    “Are you okay?” he asked a few seconds later, standing outside of my window.
    I forced a smile. “ I’m fine.”
    He stared at my face. “You looked like you were panicking there for a second. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay. Prying is a habit of being a cop. I guess.”
    I should have been a cop.
    “It’s okay ,” I answered, not meeting his eyes. “Look, I have some errands to run…”
    “I understand. I was just going to ask if it would be okay if I took your law nmower blade in to the hardware store to get it sharpened. I’ll pay for it, of course. It’s getting pretty dull.”
    I turned back to him and forced a nother smile. “I’m sure Scott will appreciate it. I’ll let him know.”
    “ Lindsey, are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, frowning.
    No, I’m not sure.
    “Yes, I’m fine,” I answered, trying not to break under his obvious scrutiny.
    He nodded and then stood back. “Okay. Well, I guess I’ll see you later.”
    “Bye,” I answered and then backed away as he continued to watch me. It was obvious I hadn’t fooled him, even though we hardly knew each other. I had a horrible poker face and even my children could tell when I was bluffing.
    Scott, on the other hand, was a great negotiator and salesman – qualities that could also make someone a skilled liar, if they were bent on being deceitful. I’d never doubted his honesty in the past, but after the last twenty-four hours, I was beginning to wonder if I was just a gullible wife. I could only hope I was just being a paranoid one.
    “I’m probably being stupid,” I stated out loud, now speeding towards downtown. “And both of us will laugh about this tonight when we’re toasting our anniversary.”
    I could only hope .
    Driving a few miles over the speed limit, I made it to Scott’s office building in less than fifteen minutes, and luckily, without a ticket. The security guard, recognizing who I was when I walked through the glass doors, greeted me with a warm smile.
    “Hello , Mrs. Shepard.”
    I smiled. “Hi, Harry. Is Scott upstairs?”
    He nodded. “I believe he is. Would you like me to let him know you’re coming up?”
    I shook my head, vehemently. “It’s a surprise,” I said. “It’s our anniversary and I wanted to give him his gift early.”
    Great, now I was the one lying.
    His eyes crinkled with amusement. “Oh, well happy anniversary.”
    “Thanks,” I answered, feeling rather deceitful myself.
    As I stepped onto the elevator, my heart was pounding and my hands were shaking. I was terrified of what I’d find and almost talked myself out of it. When I finally made it to Scott’s floor, I stepped off the elevator and walked slowly towards the entrance leading to his advertising agency. Gathering the courage to move forward, I took a deep breath and went in search of my husband.

Chapter Five
     
    The main door to his corporation was unlocked and most of the lights were off, save for the hallway leading towards Scott’s office. As I moved hesitantly towards it, I heard a woman’s behind me.
    “Can I help you?”
    I turned around to find an attractive blonde stepping towards me carrying a bottle of champagne. She wore an expensively tailored navy-blue suit, which hugged her perfect body, and heels that showed off slender legs. I could feel the blood rushing to my ears. “I’m here to see my husband,” I said in a tight voice.
    Her eyes eyebrows shot up . “Scott Shepard?”
    I nodded.
    She smiled, but there was nothing warm about it. “Well, Scott’s in his office. Why don’t you go on in and surprise him?”
    I nodded, pushed the door open and took a step inside.
    “What took you so long?” murmured my husband, who was apparently too enthralled in what was happening in his