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He was very specificcities, days, customersand that I had to be finished by the thirty-first.''
"Why the thirty-first?"
"Beats the hell out of me. All I know is that it was all very hush-hush and that he was very excited,almost manic. And then he dropped out of sight. I called his penthouse in London. I called his ski lodge. I called a few of his friends. Nada! I got this real bad feeling, so I asked around and Julie told me about you."
"What did she say, 'I know this sap who will fall for anything anyone tells him'?"
Kyna grabbed his hand. "Come on. I was scared. You remember that story on the news that first night in Denver? The one about the man and his family that were murdered in Miami?"
Cyrus remembered; he nodded.
"That man was one of Bryan's biggest customers. One of the ones I was afraid to meet face-to-face. He moved stones in south Florida and throughout most of the Caribbean. When I saw what happened to him, I thought maybe the Mafia was moving in. It would be just like that prick Bryan to hang me out and not warn me. I didn't know . . . I didn't expect . . ."
"Expect what?" he asked, truly puzzled.
"She's trying to say she's in love with you, dummy," Paula said.
Cyrus looked over Kyna's shoulder and saw Paula leaning against the door frame.
"You knew about this?" Cyrus asked the woman. "Kazie knew about this?"
Paula shrugged. "Kazie knows Abner is a slug. But what was he supposed to do? The man's his son and Kazie was old and sick. The cancer treatments were costing a fortune and Abner was paying for them with the money he made on the diamonds."
"Christ!"
Paula motioned for Cyrus to follow her into the front of the store.

 
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