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MadisonI pulled away from the parking lot, tires crunching over gravel as Mario's disappeared in my rearview mirror. My hands gripped the steering wheel too tightly, knuckles white against the leather. "Mom, who was that man?" Ethan's voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. I glanced at him. He'd buckled himself in without prompting, legs swinging, chocolate still smeared at the corner of his mouth despite my earlier cleaning attempts. "Just someone I used to work with, baby." "He looked important. Like a prince! Or a king!" Ethan bounced in his seat. "Does he live in a castle?" A laugh escaped before I could stop it, sharp and bitter. "More like a tower, actually. A really tall, really expensive tower." "Cool! Can we visit?" "Absolutely not." "Why?" "Because princes and kings are overrated." I merged onto the main road, watching the restaurant fade in my mirrors. "They think they can show up wherever they want, whenever they want, and everyone should just be thrilled about
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AlexanderWe stood there in the parking lot, the evening air suddenly feeling cold despite the mild temperature. "That kid is too familiar," Anthony continued. "I kept looking at him, trying to figure out why he seemed so recognizable. And then it hit me." "What hit you?" "I remembered someone from my childhood." Anthony's expression was troubled. "A little boy whom I used to play with at country club events. Who asked a million questions and never sat still. Who had this particular way of gesturing when he got excited, like his hands couldn't keep up with his thoughts." My chest felt tight. "Your point?" "My point is that kid reminded me of you, Alex. When you were his age." Anthony paused. "Which raises a very interesting question." "Which is?" "How come that kid is so similar to you?" I wanted to deny it, to laugh it off, to come up with some rational explanation for why a random child in Connecticut would bear any resemblance to me. But I couldn't. Because the moment I'd
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AlexanderThe thought repeated itself, echoing in my skull like a drumbeat. Madison had a kid. A son, based on the haircut, the clothes, the way he moved with that particular brand of boyish energy. The boy couldn't have been more than four or five. Maybe younger. Hard to tell with kids. They all looked the same to me. Four or five years old meant Madison had gotten pregnant shortly after leaving Knight Industries. Maybe even before she left? Was she married? The question slammed into me with uncomfortable force. I'd assumed she was single based on Leo's report about Christopher, but that didn't mean anything. She could have gotten divorced. Could have a partner who wasn't in the public record. Could have done any number of things in five years. The kid tugged at her hand again, still talking, oblivious to the tension radiating from his mother. Christopher Allen's face flashed through my mind. Single, successful, regular at her café. Was he the father? Had Madison been seeing h
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AlexanderWe ate in silence for a while. The food was good, better than I'd expected from a family restaurant in Connecticut. Around us, conversations flowed, families laughed, the kind of normalcy I'd never quite managed. "Katherine called me yesterday," Anthony said suddenly. I looked up. "What did she want?" "To ask about you. Said you've been distant lately. Not answering her calls." "I've been busy." "With work or with stalking your ex-assistant?" "Can we drop it?" "No." Anthony set down his fork. "Look, I like Katherine. She's smart, ambitious, and good for your public image. But you don't love her." "This again." "Yes, this again. Because someone needs to say it." He met my eyes. "You've been engaged for five years without setting a date. That's not normal. That's avoidance." "It's complicated." "Everything with you is complicated." He signaled for another beer. "What if Madison really has moved on? What if she's dating that Christopher guy, or someone else entirely?
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AlexanderWe descended to the ground floor, Palmer providing more historical details that would probably be useful for marketing once the development was complete. If I decided to pursue it. Outside, Palmer locked the main entrance and turned to face me. "I've had three other interested parties. Two want to tear everything down, and one wants to convert it to luxury condos exclusively. You're the first to talk about preserving the character." "The character is what makes it valuable." "I like you, Mr. Knight." He extended his hand again. "Get me those reports within two weeks, and assuming they support your assessment, we'll talk numbers." We shook, and Palmer climbed into his Mercedes with a final wave. I stood there for a moment, evaluating the building with fresh eyes. Solid investment. Good location. Owner willing to negotiate. All the pieces aligned. Except I'd taken this project primarily as an excuse to be in Connecticut. *** I pulled into the café parking lot at 5:30,
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AlexanderThe Whitmore Inn appeared on my GPS twenty minutes later, a converted Victorian mansion that screamed boutique charm. I parked the car and entered a lobby with exposed brick walls, inviting antique furniture, and a crackling fireplace, despite the mild weather. "Welcome to The Whitmore," the clerk greeted me with genuine warmth. "Checking in?" "Alexander Knight. I should have a reservation." She typed quickly, nodded, and produced a key card. "Room 304. Third floor, corner suite. Best view of the property. Will you be dining with us this evening?" "No, thank you." "Well, if you change your mind, our restaurant serves until nine." She handed over the key with a smile. "Enjoy your stay, Mr. Knight." The room was exactly what I'd expected. Tasteful without being ostentatious, comfortable without being luxurious. A king bed lined one wall, a sitting area filled another, and the bathroom boasted a clawfoot tub. I moved to the window overlooking downtown, a main street wit
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