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turned and strode toward the garage.
    “You know she has no clue you’re a lesbian, right?” Zain asked his assistant as they both stared after Abby.
    “I don’t know how not. Everyone else does. But it doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate an attractive woman, and there is no one as attractive as Abby. I still think you’re stupid for keeping that in Friendsville. Either that, or maybe Little Zain doesn’t work?”
    Zain coughed in surprise. “Little Zain works just fine, thank you. But he's not for Abby. First, Ahmed would cut Little Zain off. Second, just no. She’s a sister to me. You know that.”
    “Your loss. So back to business. This is the last interpreter we need. Everything else is taken care of and on track for Monday. Your welcome speech and itinerary has been sent off to each attendee. Your parents will arrive tomorrow and will only be around if you need them. Otherwise, they promised to stay out of the way.”
    Zain looked skeptically at Veronica. “Have you ever known my mom to stay out of anything?”
    Veronica shrugged. “There’s a first time for everything.”
    Tires squealed and dirt billowed as a silver Aston Martin flew down the farm’s lane. “I swear I gave Abby the keys to the SUV. I’ll be so pissed if she hotwired my sports car,” Zain groaned as the silver dot of a car disappeared down the road. “Now, let’s practice my speech and my talking points before I meet up with my friends for dinner.”
     
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    Mila stepped off the plane to pictures of horses lining the airport wall. She followed the other passengers as they headed down the escalator toward baggage claim. There weren’t many people in the airport, and it was easy to see that no one was waiting for her in the baggage claim. She stood looking around for her driver as the buzzer sounded for the luggage.
    People began grabbing their bags and heading out the sliding glass doors, yet Mila stood waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Lost luggage days before one of the biggest jobs of her life. Could this get any worse?
    Mila filed her claim with the airline and stepped outside to find a cab. There were none. Not a single cab lined-up waiting for a fare. Instead there were plenty of trucks and an astonishing sports car with a woman leaning against the door. Mila blinked; this girl looked familiar. The woman lowered her aviator sunglasses and Mila knew exactly who it was by the shocking blue eyes—Abigail Mueez.
    “Are you Mila?” Abigail called out.
    “Sure am,” Mila said as she hiked her computer bag and purse over her shoulder.
    “I’m Abigail—”
    “Mueez. Yes, I know.”
    Mila saw her blue eyes maintain a steady gaze, but her mouth crinkled with a smile.
    “Glad to see I’ve earned a reputation. Where are your bags?”
    Mila let out a long breath. “Lost.”
    “Bummer. I can hook you up until they find your clothes.” Abby opened the door to the Aston Martin and walked around to the driver’s door.
    “This is your car?” Mila asked without bothering to hide her envy.
    “I wish. I borrowed Zain’s.”
    Of course she did. If Mila was Zain’s girlfriend, she’d drive this car every chance she got, too. Mila turned to place her computer bag behind her seat and froze. There was a massive gun lying there. Crap. She had been right. The town was dangerous.
    “You know it’s illegal to have a firearm at an airport, right?” Mila asked slowly as she placed her hand on the door handle in case she needed to make a quick escape.
    Abby shrugged. “No biggie. I know people. Just shove that out of the way. It’s not loaded,” Abby said casually as she pushed the gun farther back to make room for Mila’s computer bag.
    “Is Keeneston dangerous?”
    Abby laughed. “Keeneston? Dangerous? Yeah, right.”
    Mila didn’t have a chance to ask more questions. She gripped the door as Abby zoomed along the curving country roads. It had only taken minutes for the city of Lexington to transition into