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security systems. She entered the code and waited.
Behind her, a bookcase of law books, that would rival any law
office library, slid silently to the vaulted ceiling, revealing a
bank of eight steel reinforced, fire proof file cabinets. Virginia
looked at her watch and quickly gathered up the copies of the
contracts and the flash drive. She had to be out of the house by
six and it was already ten minutes of. Morgan was strict on obeying
orders to the fullest.
    With the contracts and drive safely stored
away behind the panel and the computer shut down, Virginia grabbed
her purse and unlocked the den's double oak door just as the
antique clock in the living room chimed six o'clock.
    Clarissa was padding softly through the living
room, drying her hair with a towel, as Virginia closed the den door
behind her.
    "Working late, Gin?" asked
Clarissa.
    Virginia recoiled inwardly at the nickname, an
acid remark instantly dying on her lips. Clarissa was no different
than the many before her except that she had lasted a couple of
months longer than most. She was air-headed and arrogant, drop dead
gorgeous, and had fallen blindly into Morgan's trap hook line and
sinker. Virginia looked on them all as anyone would a magnificent
house cat. They were mere pets, pampered and groomed, all with
jeweled collars, who would be abandoned by the roadside at Morgan's
whim, to become the straggly strays they had been in the beginning.
With Clarissa there was one exception. The willowy blond had been
nothing but pleasant to Virginia, despite Virginia's obvious
disdain.
    "Actually, I'm quitting early," Virginia
replied.
    "That's odd," Clarissa smiled. "What's gotten
into the old workaholic? Usually you two burn the midnight oil."
Clarissa's tone was neither sarcastic nor accusing, yet Virginia
felt slightly uncomfortable.
    "Not tonight," said Virginia, turning toward
the front door. "Morgan's got a business meeting here tonight.
Gives me a chance to catch up on my reading."
    "You need a sex life, Gin."
    "I need peace and quiet," snapped Virginia
with sudden unconcealed bitterness.
    "Why don't you come to the party with me
tonight? Maybe you'll meet somebody."
    "No, thank you." Clarissa's naiveté was almost
painful, Virginia thought.
    "Suit yourself," Clarissa said as she tossed
the towel over the shoulder with the broken strap and started to
climb the winding staircase.
    "Morgan dismissed the house staff a little
while ago," Virginia told Clarissa. "All except Dory. Your
hairdresser arrived while you were out at the pool. He's setting up
his stuff upstairs. I'll be at home if Morgan needs me."
    "I'm sure he knows where to find you, Gin.
Have a good one."
    Virginia watched Clarissa climb the stairs and
wondered just how naive this one was. There were times when she was
empty as a Barbie doll. Then, when Virginia least expected it, a
glimmer of iron laughter mocked her from those sable
eyes.
     
    Clarissa studied her nude form in the
bedroom's full length mirrored wall. The extra two days a week with
her personal trainer had added a little shape to her biceps and her
shoulder muscles, and given a bit more definition to her otherwise
flat buttocks. It had flattened her lower abdominal muscles and
rounded out her pencil thin thighs. But all of the energy and
sweat, pain and exertion, had done nothing for her pectoral muscles
or uplifted her tiny breasts. They drooped as if they were
chronically depressed. The only answer was implants and Morgan had
refused.
    "You have a perfect body, my darling," he had
told her when she begged for the implants. "I would not change an
inch of it."
    "Well, to hell with your blind eyes, Morgan
Wolfe," Clarissa whispered to the image in the mirror. She had
already made plans to sell a thin diamond and sapphire bracelet
Morgan had given her on their first vacation together in Rome. At
dinner last night, Morgan told her he was planning a business trip
to the Cayman Islands, Venezuela, and Paris right after their
wedding. He