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it.”
    “She’d be worth a lesson or two,” I muttered under my breath. 
    Todd’s ears perked up. “Oh, no you don’t! Revenge only hurts the hater. Don’t you dare go after her for the sole purpose of hurting her. That’d make you no better than she is. Who knows? Maybe she’s all sunshine and light now.”
    “Sunshine and light?” My eyebrows crept up.
    A smile curved his lips. “I spent last weekend with my seven-year-old niece. You remember my sister, Becca?”
    I nodded and sipped from my water.
    “She flew in with her family for a visit since I won’t see them on Thanksgiving. Anyway, I’ll rephrase. Maybe Angela has changed. It’s been a long time.”
    “Unfortunately, she hasn’t.” I felt my pulse start to kick into high gear again. “I watched her all night to see if that was the case. Not only is she the same as she was in high school, I think she may be even worse.” Her parents had become even wealthier, if that was possible, which gave her that much more power.
    It was an interesting study. But if anything, it added even more negative emotions to what I’d already been carrying around. She was there, at our charity event, on the prowl. She was like a spider, biding her time, eyes watchful as she waited for her prey to be caught in the huge web she constructed. I’d checked up on her afterward. Word on the street was she waiting for a big payday. A millionaire wouldn’t be good enough for Angela. I’d wondered when or if her blue-eyed gaze and steel heart would turn my way. If it did, I’d be ready for her.
    I’d observed her that night with interest as she worked the room. She wore a plastic smile while her eyes shifted around, surveying her possibilities. Calculating. Assessing. She wasn’t the brightest girl in school, but she did have street smarts. She knew who to approach and who to avoid. The men that didn’t measure up? She’d laugh and shake her head, dismissing them by tossing her honey-streaked blonde hair while she turned her back.
    She wanted it all – status, money, fame. The event wasn’t a way for her to help breast cancer research. It was all about her and her mega-wealthy husband hunt.
    What if I let her believe I was interested? I could work out my issues and rid myself of her for good . She won’t be interested in you, remember? Damn. That was a possibility. She might remember me, remember my name. I didn’t look anything like I had in my freshman year, and after my dad moved us my sophomore year, things began to change. Gains in height, muscle, and rowing for an award-winning crew team brought in the girls. I didn’t care though. I kept my nose in the books and made it to Harvard, but eventually, physical needs took over.Brittany Rogers—beautiful, rich, calculating and detached—took my virginity and taught me all I needed to know about women. And I mean everything. I left that night knowing exactly what I required in a sexual partner. No emotions, no phone numbers, no expectations. Perfect.
     

SIX
    Jain
    “Okay, I’ll do it. But…what exactly am I doing?” I asked.
    Martin let out a sigh of relief. “I’ve never done anything like this, either. Our funds have always come from Research Ventures, Inc. Now that they’ve cut us off, I’m at a loss.”
    “Don’t worry. I’ll do whatever it takes to make this a success.” I hoped my look of confidence was sufficient enough to match my words. On the outside, my face was a mask, hiding my true feelings of panic. Inside, I kept my insecurities locked up.
    Martin, still sitting behind his desk, smiled, while Colin shook his head, shooting me a warning glare.
    “Not that! What kind of girl do you think I am?” I hoped Colin was kidding.
    “Remember what I told you about him. Women flock to him, even though they know it’ll be for just one day. Well, they don’t know for sure. I’ve heard every society girl hopes to be the one.”
    “The one to marry him?” I asked.
    “Maybe. I heard