Martier spent Saturday alone. When she had called Dhakiya to accept her invitation, Dhakiya told her that Rodney had made plans to take them out of town for the long weekend. Dhakiya seemed on the verge of cancelling, but Martier made up a hasty story about using the time to hang up the African artwork that Dhakiya had bought her. She had already done it.
She had watched Tim drive off a few hours ago. He was wearing cargo shorts and a white polo. Since he couldn't see her watching, she allowed herself the luxury of studying him. She knew that he'd been running the treadmill because she'd seen him sweating one day after his workout. He was still big with a bit of a belly, but now he was tighter. She turned away from the window and picked up a new book that she'd gotten from the downtown li
