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Tyler couldn’t believe his ears. This wasn’t even Cro-Magnon, it was Neanderthal. “It’s too late, Sam. She’s in.”
    “I tell you what, Tyler. This is your last reality series; you do what you do best, and that will take care of the problem for both of us.”
    “And if I don’t?” He thought about the sad brown eyes looking out at him from the woman’s photo. Even in a group shot she stood out, a loner, set apart somehow. Her life appeared to be perfect. He couldn’t stop himself from wondering what had put the sadness there.
    “You will. You can’t help yourself. That is part of what makes you so successful, my boy. You like to know what makes people tick. And so does the rest of America.” Sam closed the folder and pushed the stack across the table to Tyler. “Be on that plane to Kansas in the morning.”
    He’d be on the damn plane. He’d never backed out of a commitment, and he wouldn’t start now. Three months on the road; then it was over. Two months if he pushed hard. He would push hard, all right, and devil-be-damned to anything that stood in his way.
     

 
    Chapter 3
     
    I should be committed. “I’m crazy, I tell you,” Morgan argued. “Why couldn’t I have just won the lottery or, better yet, gotten struck by lightning?” She had to raise her voice to be heard over the pounding beat of Gretchen Wilson’s Here for the Party , blaring from the truck’s compact disc player. Her foot tapped in time to the music as the golden plains of Kansas sped by outside the window.
    “Okay, I’ll admit it’s slightly left of center. But what if you win? I can see it now.” Lynn waved her red licorice twist like a symphony conductor. “Morgan Blade, world famous sprint car driver… What the heck was the name of that guy again?”
    “You schmuck,” Morgan laughed. “It’s not a guy; it’s a team. Cameron Motorsports. And I’m not world famous.” She pressed harder on the accelerator, urging her beat-up old truck to go just a bit faster, give just a little more. They had to get back before too many people missed them.
    “Not yet. Don’t you want to be famous?”
    “No, that’s my father’s dream. Not mine.” Morgan sobered as she thought of her father and his dreams. The renowned Carter Blade, racecar driver and team owner, who wanted famous race-car-driving children. Morgan had never doubted her strong-willed father’s dreams would come true, until now. Would he live to realize them?
    “What will you do with the money if you win? I’d quit my job and take a month long cruise.”
    “No you wouldn’t. You’d be bored silly in three days. What would you do with your patients?” She knew Lynn loved her job as an oncology nurse at Parker Medical Center, south of Denver. They’d met two years ago, when her father had been admitted for treatment and placed in Lynn’s care. Their friendship was instantaneous—they just clicked. Neither one of them had much time for socializing due to their crazy schedules, but they managed as often as they could.
    “Really, what would you do with the money? Hey, don’t forget about the chance to meet Tyler Dalton.”
    “Funny you managed to remember his name.” Morgan shook her head as Lynn waved the whole bag of licorice and fanned herself with it. The air conditioning in her poor truck just wasn’t what it used to be.
    “He’s a big time producer. I read about his divorce while I was in the checkout line at the grocery store. Woo-hoo, his picture must be next to the word ‘hottie’ in the dictionary.”
    Who gave a crap about some television producer? He was just a man. Like fleas, the damn things were everywhere. If you weren’t lookin’ they bit you on the butt, or broke your heart.
    She knew she would do anything in her power to relieve the financial burden on her mom and dad. Especially since they had used their savings to pay for everything when—
    Suddenly the engine coughed, sputtered and died. “Just great, another