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I wanted him to be attracted to me in some way so I could get into his mind, and the sooner the better. Duncan glanced at me for a second, and I looked over at him. His expression was impassive as he looked away. I wonder what he was thinking about. He was so guarded sometimes and then playful sometimes. It was too much for me to handle. I hated it “Well, I'm glad I'm just in time for the auction. What are the specials for this one? Any new exotic creatures?” “We'll talk about it at the Vine Mansion.” Duncan said. I watched as he went ahead to Common, newbie. You have a lot to cover before Saturday and Sunday.

Duncan Meets Maria And it was on a sultry summer night back in 1988 when Duncan saw Maria Alvarez for the first time. Her voice was unlike anything else I had ever heard - it swung between a kind of delicate strength and sultry vulnerability - as she performed at the tiny jazz club in the city. Duncan who had come here to the club just to relax after such a touchy week was in awe of him.

"Yes, he will do well from now on. I'm certain his uncle will be very happy to come on board. From what I understand, he also had certain investments in Las Vegas that could come in handy." "Good to know," Elijah said, lifting his glass in salute. I realized at that moment the very reason Douglas put his stamp on anything—greed. I was sickened even more, wondering if there was a decent bone in Elijah's body or if he'd merely fallen into his father's footsteps. What did it matter? After my contract expired, I'd find a way to get the hell out of San Diego. There had to be a way. "If nothing else, Pops, you threw a fantastic event."

If anything happens to my wife, I will never be able to forgive myself. Duncan returns a minute later and his tight lips and even tighter eyes tell me that he doesn’t have good news. “Sir, I just reached Zee and he told me he’s on a job outside the country. There’s no way he’d be able to return to New York today.”