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book and a small folder to each person, going back once for another stack. “We’ll be studying this information together and you pretty much have three weeks to memorize the book, as well as the more current information in the folders. At the end of the class, you’ll have the opportunity to take your exam.”
    He returned to the front of the classroom. “Today we’ll start with real estate law. Tomorrow we’ll be covering finance, and the day after, banking, and then, well, et cetera, et cetera. You get the drift. There’s a syllabus in your folder.” He rubbed both hands together. “There’s a lot of information to cover, so let’s get to it.”
    Four hours later, Quinn looked up from the book he was reading aloud from, let out a breath, and marked his place. “Time for lunch. Since it’s the first day, I’m giving you a two-hour break. Enjoy.”
    He left the room first, giving Honey the impression he had something to do and therefore gave them the extra time. Whatever the reason, she was grateful.
    At the local Subway, she picked up a sandwich, a bag of chips, and a drink, then headed out to the property her boss wanted to purchase. She found the place without too much trouble, parked and studied the area.
    The land was located on the outskirts of town, and Honey was a bit surprised by the restored red Victorian mansion sitting on the piece. She rechecked the address. She was definitely at the right place.
    A hanging sign out front advertized the fact that the mansion had been renovated into a lawyer’s office. Shrubs, flowers, and manicured grass faded into scrub brush and trees on both sides.
    Why did Nick want a lawyer’s office so badly? He mostly dealt with residential rather than commercial properties and, as far as she was aware, their office had never even listed any other property in Redding.
    It just didn’t make sense to her. Who was the client? There wasn’t a realtor sign or anything, so Nick must be doing a referral. She knew the price Nick wanted to pay, but still needed to look at comparable properties. See what they were charging so she could get a better idea what she was up against. The complete lack of information was driving her crazy.
    She drummed her fingers on the steering wheel for a moment, then opened the car door and headed toward the office. She went inside to find a handsome young man sitting behind a beautiful mahogany desk in the luxurious entry. “Can I help you?”
    “Yes, I’m not sure who I need to talk to. I understand this piece of property is up for sale?”
    His brows rose. “Not that I’m aware of. Hold on.” He picked up the phone. “Van, do you want to come out here? There’s a lady here wondering if this property is for sale.” He paused, said “Uh, huh,” and hung up the phone. “Van will be right out.”
    “Thanks.”
    A moment later a tall, fit, good-looking man in his fifties wearing a designer suit came out, a big smile on his face. He shook her hand. “Hi, I’m Van Williams. Can I help you with something?”
    “Honey Stevens.” She handed him a business card. “I represent Nick Alexander in purchasing this property from the Barons and--”
    The smile left his face. “I don’t think so.”
    “What?”
    “I don’t know anything about this property being sold. We have an ironclad lease. I’d like to see anyone try and break it.”
    Honey took a breath. “Well, now, I don’t know that it would affect your lease in any way. In fact, I was wondering if you could tell me more about the situation?”
    “No, I can’t. And it strikes me as very strange,” he glanced down at her business card, “Ms. Stevens, that you would ask that question.”
    Honey’s phone rang. Glad for the diversion, she said, “Excuse me,” and turned away to take the call. “Hello?”
    “It’s Nick, where are you?”
    “I’m on my lunch break. I’m over at the--”
    “Oh good. That’s good. The Barons just called and are wondering if you have time to