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Sarah sat up and ate toast and tea in bed while Joe had coffee, eggs, and a bagel at the desk in Sarah’s room. At the same time, he worked on his laptop and made a few phone calls.
“I don’t know,” she heard him say to whomever he was talking to. “At least another day, maybe two.”
He listened, then said, “I can’t talk about that right now. I’ll send you an e-mail.”
“What did you tell people?” Sarah asked when he hung up. “About why you’re still here?”
“I said I wanted to get in some skiing.”
“You don’t ski, do you?”
“No.” Joe dialed his phone and asked for a lawyer whose name Sarah recognized. She took another sip of tea, then leaned back against her pillow and closed her eyes.
“You’re going to have to talk to Luke about that,” Joe said to the person on the phone. “He’s taken ove
