"What an amazing coincidence," he says. "I saw your portrait just today, and I get to meet you the same day! Isn't that just like fate, Miss Heartgraves?"
"Aren't you quite the romantic," I retort, pretending to be amused.
"Oh, the atmosphere of the city might be getting to me. Ah, this young lady is my assistant, Miss Kelly."
"You're taking your assistant out, how nice! I thought she was your wife."
I fake a glance of envy toward Kelly, or whatever her name is. Nothing entices a man like two beautiful young women with a hint of competition between them. I pretend to gauge her, then adjust my coat, as if I thought I'd easily win. She's the petite, cute type in her sexy dress, with long brown hair and a thin frame. I'm sure he doesn't employ her for her skills either... She might be c
