t the sputtering secretary and threw

ver the rim of his tumbler, staining the mahogany desk. The

n to dab at the mess. His face was flushed, his e

the door. The click of the

lammed the pregnancy report

, cold steel wrapped in velvet. "He said the baby

at the sweat beading on Saunders' fo

he blood drained from his

er hands on the edge of the desk. "Now, I want to hear it

ick. He slumped back in his leather chair

yo," he whispered. "It was an

the script she had written i

anonymous cycle you funded yourself two months ago. The one you insisted on keeping off the Livingston record. Garnett's sample... the m

awl up her spine. "So wh

ack at Florence, his eyes pleading. "Mrs. Livingston, please. If G

id, her mind racing. "Not if you tell me

led out a file marked with a red stripe. He didn't ha

no

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arp," Saunde

left t

or. "Sterling Sharp? The te

s. "Back when this clinic was a private research facility under a grant from Sh

Her hand went instinc

t Garnett's. It

nged to one of the most

f washed over her. It was followe

heir. He thought he had her trapped.

e know?" Florenc

said. "I paid her to keep q

apped a picture of the file, capturin

ached out.

thered him in his seat. "This is

treat me. You are going to tell Garnett everything i

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agreement?" F

dded, defea

he looked back at the patheti

he said. "You have a long