Penn 9 “Do you concede yet?” Katherine asked. She draped her lean body across my bed back at the cottage. She had changed out of her bathing suit but was only clothed in a red silk nightie. She was clearly trying to woo me to her side with all of this display, but I’d never liked things that weren’t a bit of a challenge. “Hardly,” I said. I turned my back on her, snatched up my notebook, and then sank into a chair. “We’ve just begun.” “She disappeared with Lewis down below for, like, a half hour. What do you think happened?” “I think she looked at his library.” “Oh, is that what they’re calling it nowadays?” Katherine quipped. I rolled my eyes. “She’s a writer. She actually had an interest in the library, Ren.” “Whatever.” Katherine twirled her left hand in the air. The diamond ca