CHAPTER SIX
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Three days earlier a few hours after midnight July 16th––––––––
“YOU KNOW I WOULDN’T ask you money if I’d had another solution,” Ryan practically growled over the phone. “I haven't asked you for anything before. Anyway, I’ll give the money back to you. I’m a man of my word, Kate,” he said through his locked teeth.
“You can growl, Ryan, if it makes you feel better. I really don’t care. I don’t mix love, as you call it, with money,” Kate replied with detachment.
She was determined not to give in to any shady requests. The woman had already done her research on the Internet and knew about the scams going around. Ryan’s modus operandi fell in that vein.
Now everything made sense; Ryan’s phone calls at all hours of the day and night, to wear her out; his excuses for
