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Chapter 5-1
Chapter 5 A month later The hectic weeks following Bobby’s dinner date with Doyle flashed by in a frenzy of activity. The only fly in the ointment was the fact Doyle treated him like a virtual stranger, the lowliest of employees who barely exceeded the status of a machine or a piece of furniture. The Irishman quickly made the necessary arrangements, with some advice from Orr, and kept his distance, even while Bobby took Fiona for several more drives outside the ranch yard. Otherwise, everything moved ahead, almost too perfectly. Doyle had chartered a flight to transport Powwow to Ireland. She would ride in a special crate built just to accommodate her with padding and protection against any turbulence or other hazards. Short of a disastrous crash, she should be totally safe. Bobby would
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