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she found something. The destruction of her home and livelihood couldn’t have been the only underhanded deal he’d negotiated in all his years in business. She knew what Adam had done probably wasn’t illegal per se, but it was sneaky and unfair and mean-spirited. And she would find something eventually, some kind of evidence that would expose him as the sleazy businessman she knew he was. Only then would she fulfill the promise she’d made at her grandmother’s deathbed, finally put her memories to rest and go on with her life.
    By the end of the day, Trish was no closer to finding anything she might use against Adam Duke than she had been that morning. She turned off her computerand grabbed her purse, then knocked on Adam’s office door. When he called out, she poked her head inside. “If there’s nothing else you need, I’ll be leaving for the day.”
    â€œDammit,” he muttered.
    With some alarm, she checked her watch. It was almost six o’clock. “My usual hours are nine to five-thirty but I’ll be glad to stay later if you need me.”
    â€œWhat?” Adam looked up and frowned as if just noticing her. “Oh. Sorry. You’re leaving? That’s fine. Have a good evening.”
    â€œWhat’s wrong?”
    He paged through the file, his mouth set in a grim line. “Something’s missing from this file.”
    Trish’s eyes widened. “I—I put everything on your desk.”
    â€œI’m sure you did.” He thumbed through both stacks of papers clipped into the file. “But there’s a lease amendment missing. It’s got to be somewhere in the files, or maybe it’s around Cheryl’s—er—your desk.”
    â€œI’ll check.” In a panic, she rushed back to her area and rifled through the desk drawers. Had she subconsciously sabotaged a file? Of course she hadn’t. She stopped and took a deep breath. Tried to relax. Then she carefully checked the file drawer, nearest to the place she’d first found the Mansfield documents.
    â€œI think I found it,” she said, walking back into Adam’s office.
    He jumped up from his desk and met her halfway. “Where was it?” he demanded.
    â€œIt was tucked inside the Manning file.”
    He rolled his eyes. “Manning. Great. I suppose that’s close to Mansfield.”
    â€œNext file over.”
    â€œGood to know.” He walked back to his desk where papers were scattered everywhere. “Thanks for finding this. It would’ve been disastrous if the client found out we’d lost it.”
    â€œI’m glad I could help.”
    â€œI just wonder how many more mistakes like this one are waiting to be found.”
    â€œI can start checking through the files tomorrow if you’d like.”
    â€œGood idea.” He rubbed his knuckles across his jaw. “I guess Cheryl was under more pressure than she let on. This never would’ve happened if she was on top of her game.”
    â€œThree months’ pregnant and trying to plan a wedding?” Trish said. “I’d call that pressure.”
    Adam chuckled ruefully. “Yeah, yeah. I guess I didn’t help much. Still, this could’ve been a costly mistake. I’d appreciate it if you’d start going through the files more closely tomorrow.”
    â€œOf course.” Trish almost laughed out loud at the request. She now had a legitimate reason to pore through the files and he’d handed it to her on a silver platter. She almost felt guilty, but refused to let herself go there. “Do you need anything else tonight?”
    â€œNo, thanks,” Adam said as he sat back down at his desk. “You go and enjoy your evening.”
    She watched as he rolled his sleeves up his muscular arms. He’d long ago removed his jacket and his tie was off now. His usually well-groomed thick, dark hair was unruly and looked as if he’d