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bothhis cool and his temper.
    His effort didn’t go unpunished. Positioning herself beside him, Storm clasped his hand in hers and held on tight.
    “Cairo, I’m sorry for what happened in the past. We were both young and impulsive. It’s been such a long time between then and now. We both made mistakes that we’ve had to pay for. I would like us to be friends.”
    With great care Cairo extracted his hand from hers. “I was young. You were impulsive.” His voice was deceptively soft. “To upset your parents you married a poor project kid from the Bronx. After you got what you wanted, you wanted out. I don’t blame you. It was unrealistic,afairy tale. It was a blessing that it ended quickly. We’re both adults now, Jessica. As such we have no time for the pastor childish things. If you came here seeking friendship you’ve wasted your time. I’m not interested. Go home. This is my island and there is no place for you on it.”
    Shock had frozen Tyrone in place. Storm stepped away from Cairo and with her face impassive she turned to look at him.
    “Tyrone, my Visa Black Card can pay for my room for as long as it’s available.” Her expression betrayed nothing. “I’ve heard good things about this hotel,” she continued. “I would be disappointed if I were not treated in the courteous fashion that guests have come to expect.”
    The taunt hit. He and Cairo stiffened at the remark. Both of them took great pride in the hotel.
    “Gentlemen, I’m sure the intention of the hotel’s owner was for all its guests to be treated well. Am I wrong?” There was no trace of guile.
    “Yes, you’re wrong.”Tyrone said, “The owner is—” Cairo clamping his hand down on his arm silenced him.
    Cairo released himand then smiled athis ex-wife. “As managers of The Victory we apologize for our behavior. If it will help, I will see to your comfort personally.”
    Storm smiled pleasantly. “Yes, it will help. Believe me it will help a great deal.” Turning to Tyrone she said, “I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s nice to finallymeet you. Until later gentlemen.” She called her son to her side, and as if the confrontation never happened, sailed off in the direction of her room.
    She had barely left the room whenTyrone turned on Cairo. “What the hell was that all about?”
    His cousin sighed. “Tyrone, I have a business to run. Jessica is the last person I want in my hotel but she is a guest nonetheless. For the sake of appearances we must be accommodating.”
    “Why?” Tyrone wouldn’t let it go.
    “Because I have to stay in control of the situation, damn it ! I can’t lose my head. Jessica is up to something. There’s a reason she’s here. Until I find out what that reason is, I have to keep an eye on her. When she sees that I’m indifferent to her she will abandon whatever game she’s playing and go away. It’s a weak plan at best but the only one I have. Work with me, Ty. Please!”
    “You know I’ll do what I can, Cairo.” Tyrone grudginglyagreed. “But tell me one thing? What could you possibly gain by not telling her that you own the hotel? You have worked hard and from nothing you’vemade something out of your life. Why not throw your success in her face?”
    After a short pauseCairo said.“Does it really matter now? It’s over.”
    Tyrone wisely didn’t remindhim that he’d been saying that for over sixyears. Instead, he nodded in agreement and walked away. When he threw a quicklook over his shoulder he saw Cairo briefly rest his head in his hands.

Chapter Three
    In his office,Cairosat at his desk immersed in paperwork.He was intent on getting through it all. Nothing was going to sidetrack him. Nothing.
    The splash came first and then the deliciously throaty laugh that he had known so well. Although the window in his office gave him a perfect view of the pool, Cairo refused to be distracted. He had work to do, lots of it. He would have succeeded in blocking out everything if the applause