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‘Well, anyway,’ she said defiantly, ‘I’m having dinner with him tomorrow night.’
Amanda spread her hands, palms upwards. ‘I can’t stop you. I can only say that the Steinbeck Building must have been up about fifteen years and he’s been there probably as the head for most of that time.’
Caroline sighed. ‘I expect he’s in his thirties,’ she said casually.
‘Late thirties,’ corrected Amanda grimly. ‘Hell, you’re really hooked aren’t you? I’m sorry, kid, but you shouldn’t take people at their face value.’
Caroline shrugged. ‘You’re a great one to talk. What about you and that creature who called this evening?’
Amanda frowned. ‘At least he’s in my age and income group,’ she retorted, and Caroline got up off her bed and walked moodily into the living-room.
No matter what Amanda said, she was going.
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