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Cassie said heavily, тАЬYou remember Alston Corliss?тАЭ
Jenna glanced up, startled. тАЬThe guy in Sacred Harlot with you? Blond, looks
like a fey elf, loves Manx cats, opera, and jazz dance? Nominated for an Oscar
for Harlot, wasnтАЩt he? And still a senior at Julliard.тАЭ Jenna had been
impressed-deeply so-by her auntтАЩs talented young co-star. And more than a
little envious of that Oscar nomination. And with his good looks, Jenna had
just about melted all over the theater seats every time he smiled. Guiltily,
she remembered a promise to try and get Carl an autograph, via the connection
with her aunt. тАЬWasnтАЩt there some talk of you starring in another film with
him? Something about A Templar Goes to Washington, sort of a new take on that
old classic film?
Her aunt nodded. тАЬAlston wanted to spend a semester interning in Congress.
Role research. I . . . I set it up, got him a job in your fatherтАЩs office.
Asked him to snoop around for us. Find out things Noah couldnтАЩt, didnтАЩt have
access to.тАЭ Cassie Tyrol bit a well-manicured lip. тАЬJenna, heтАЩs dead.тАЭ
тАЬDead?тАЭ
Cassie was crying, smudging her careful eye makeup into ruins. тАЬFour hours
ago. It hasnтАЩt hit the press yet, because the FBIтАЩs put a press blackout on
it. I know because Noah dragged me out of my house, scared spitless because
theyтАЩll come after me.тАЭ
Jenna couldnтАЩt take this in. Alston Corliss dead, Cassie in danger? тАЬBut . .
.тАЭ Nothing intelligent would form coherently enough to say anything else.
Noah Armstrong spoke quietly, with just a hint of anger far back in those
piercing grey eyes. тАЬSurely youтАЩve heard the scuttlebutt about people close to
your father? To know Senator John Paul Caddrick is to inherit a tombstone?тАЭ
White-hot anger blazed at the crude insult, jolting her out of shock
sufficiently to glare murderously at the detective. There were plenty of
reasons to hate John Paul Caddrick, Senator from Hell. But murder wasnтАЩt by
God one of them! Then she saw the sick, anguished pain in her auntтАЩs eyes.
Anger slithered to the floor in a puddle at her feet and Jenna was quite
suddenly very cold inside.
Cassie TyrolтАЩs lips trembled. тАЬWhen we leave here, Jenna, weтАЩre going to the
FBI. What NoahтАЩs found, what your fatherтАЩs been doing, who heтАЩs involved with
and what theyтАЩve been doing . . . itтАЩs got to be stopped. Noah didnтАЩt want me
to tell you, Jenna, I sneaked away to call you, asked you to meet me here . .
.тАЭ
She was crying harder, voice shaking. Shocked by her collapse into violent
tremors, Jenna reached out, grasped her auntтАЩs chilled fingers, held on tight.
тАЬHey. ItтАЩs okay,тАЭ she said gently.
Cassie tightened her fingers around JennaтАЩs, shook her head. тАЬNo,тАЭ she
choked out, тАЬit isnтАЩt. YouтАЩre his little girl. ItтАЩs going to hurt you so much
when all of this comes out. I thought you deserved to know. If . . .тАЭ she
hesitated. тАЬIf you want to take off for Europe for a while, IтАЩll pay for the
tickets. Take Carl with you, if your roommate wants to go.тАЭ
Jenna had to scrape her lower jaw off the table.
Cassie tried to smile, failed utterly. тАЬYouтАЩre going to need a friend,
someone to protect you, while this is breaking loose, Jenna, and . . . well,
your father and I donтАЩt see eye to eye on a lot of things. HeтАЩs never approved
of either of us joining the Lady of Heaven Temple or the food I eat or the men
I divorced or the way I make my living, any more than heтАЩs ever approved of