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Not that she ever thought anything would, but people could get hit by a car or struck by lightning at any point.

Plus, he dealt with her billing and sending and receiving records to and from other facilities.

She scanned the summary in front of her. “It doesn’t say much other than a quick general background showed no findings. The business itself is legal; all taxes are filed yearly. No major complaints either. Hopefully this will satisfy Sophia. Can you call and relay this to her and then send her the bill? We’ll see if there is anything else she wants done or added to it.”

“You’re not going to give her this information in a session?”

“No,” she said. “Her sessions are taken up with other personal issues. This is separate and I told her you’d be handling it. She is fine with it. If she’s not available to take the call now,find out when she is or she can come early to get it from you on her next session. I believe it’s next week.”

Miles was typing into his computer. “Monday at three.”

“Easy enough. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get ready for my next client.”

She barely had time to take a drink of her soda when Zander came marching into her office with the letter in his hand. “Talk,” he said.

She inhaled the carbonation right up her nose and started to sneeze and cough at the same time.

Miles came rushing in and then Betsy with him. Great, this was going to turn into theirrevealevent and she wasn’t prepared for it.

In her mind, she thought she’d walk over and kiss him and let them walk in and catch them this way in a simple romantic gesture.

Instead they were going to witness heightened emotions another way.

“What would you like me to say?” she asked calmly. “It’s a lovely sunny day out even though there is some briskness to the air.”

Zander slapped the letter down on her desk. Yep, he was pissed. She’d just gotten herself under control over this too. So much for trying to diffuse him with the joke.

“This,” he said.

“It’s a letter,” she said. “Not that long either. I bet it didn’t take long to read it.”

Miles snorted over her calm tone. But Betsy’s eyes were all but bugged out of her head. She couldn’t show these things bothered her because then it might diminish her strength in her profession.

“Yeah. It’s a threat.”

“Not really,” she said, looking back at Miles and Betsy. “It says you’ll get yours someday. There could be a lot of things coming to me in the future. Good and bad. Maybe it’s a prediction I could win the lotto?”

“Regan,” he snarled at her.

“You two are sleeping together,” Betsy yelled and pointed. “I know it. Zander never loses his control. He never gets upset. Something is going on.”

“And Regan is getting snarky with you,” Miles said, turning to Zander. “She only does that to those she is close to.” Miles’s eyes looked Zander up and down and she held back the giggle. “I’m sure she’s snuggling up to you good at night.”

“Out,” Zander said, firmly pointing to the door. “Both of you.”

“Excuse me,” Regan said. “This is my office. I can kick out anyone I want and I might want to kick your ass out of here if you take that macho tone again.”

“Oh man,” Miles said. “Regan is wound up. Let’s go, Betsy. We are right. I know we are. No way they are leaving here without confirming it.”

“Yes!” she and Zander shouted together at Miles and Betsy.

As pissed as she was right now, maybe she was relieved she could let her guard down and Zander would help with what was going on too. If she could calm him enough for that.

The minute Mileswas out of Regan’s office he turned to Betsy. “How did this get by us?”

“I don’t know,” Betsy said. “But I’ve never seen Zander like that before. Ever. I mean he walked in the door and I stopped him.”

“What did you say to him?” Miles said. He started to fan his hand in front of his face. “I swear to God I wish I could convert him. That was hot. Though I’m not sure Regan feels that way.”