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“Diana Summers?” Andrea asks aloud. “Yes. I believe she’s currently traveling abroad to study hotel management,” Claire says, “I think her design is superb. Look at the boldness of the colors in the stained glass. They say it’s incredibly difficult to get them that rich.” Andrea suddenly stops and turns to Claire with an intrigued expression, “Do you know Diana well?” “Not really,” Claire answers, “I used to be her personal assistant.” Andrea thinks for a moment before asking, “Do you know how I could contact her?” “I have her e-mail address,” Claire says. “Send it to me.” Claire nods and opens the office door for Andrea. The French window catches Andrea’s eye first. Then Andrea sees the simple table and chair. She turns left to find a sitting area with a sofa, tea table, and bo