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-Celtic Knot-
Book I of the Second Chances Trilogy
By Mary Taffs
Published by Awe-Struck E-Books
Copyright ┬й2000
ISBN: 1-58749-045-5

PROLOGUE
March

Carolyn shouldn't watch Scott like this. She was a married woman and simply because a guy had a great
body didn't mean she should sit there checking him out while he was on the phone. The problem was that
he didn't just have a great body. He was a great guy, too.

His back was to her, so he didn't know she was gawking - luckily. Her face was already hot with
embarrassment. She resolutely turned back to her computer screen. Maybe she could write a few more
lines of code before they left for their lunch time workout.

She heard the receiver clunk into place and he said, "I've got to see Bob for a minute before we leave."
His voice sounded strained, and she wondered what the phone call had been about. When he came back
from her boss's office, he didn't look right at her. "Sorry about that. Let's get out of here."

She followed him to the back door, suddenly more uneasy with him than she'd been since the first few
days of his assignment here. Back then, he'd thought she was an obstacle to overcome rather than a
partner in getting the job done.

As they walked, she pulled out her car keys. He was staying in an apartment complex only a few minutes
from Providential Press, and there was a small shopping center just another block away. The athletic club
where they worked out was the only place he went outside of walking distance, so he hadn't bothered
with a rental car.

"I'm parked pretty far back today," she said once they got outside, more for something to say than
because he needed to know.

Thirty seconds later, he said, "That was Marty on the phone." Marty was his boss, back in Chicago. "He
needs me there for a new project."

Her keys hit the asphalt of the parking lot. She stood there, stupidly staring at them, until he scooped
them up and handed them to her. "Are you okay?" he asked.

She blinked away the moisture in her eyes and nodded. "Just clumsy." Continuing on toward the car, she
took a deep breath and asked, "When do you leave?"

"The end of next week. I told him we should be done by then. If not, you can finish things up and call
with any questions."