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my name?” She lets out a tired breath. “Did you happen to notice she looks exactly like me?” Her eyes ride accusingly over my features. “It’s because she is, Caleb. Those are all videos of me, of my very naked body. You don’t need to tell me—I already know I’m the fool.”
    Kennedy is out there for all perverted roving eyes to see. A burst of nausea rolls through me at the idea, and I bow my head a moment.
    “What do you need done?” I contemplate this for a moment. “If you’ve taken your private life to video and you’ve suddenly decided you want to wipe the slate clean”—my thoughts scatter like pigeons as I pause an inordinate amount of time—“I think I might know a guy.” It’s all I’ve got. It’s true, though. I know a guy who can erase the Grand Canyon from the planet if supplied with the right amount of currency. He could turn you into an astronaut and have you on the space station in six months if you fill his bank account with enough cash. But Internet porn? The vagina of all canyons? That stuff proliferates like mushrooms in a dark cave. I’m not entirely sure that even he has the power to erase Kennedy’s fornicating footprint. Trying to stop something from spreading on the net is like trying to bottle a ghost.
    “I’m glad you know a guy.” An ironic smile comes and goes on those beautiful lips. “I’m hoping to gainfully employ your guy . Is there any way we can get a hold of him this afternoon? I’ve got an American Express Black Card burning a hole in my pocket, and I’m not afraid to use it.” She offers a shrug with her partial plea. “Caleb, I will do anything if you can make this go away for me.” Her eyes widen, watering on cue, and it’s all I can do to keep myself from launching across the desk to hold her.
    My heart wrenches for Kennedy. I can’t help but wonder if she gave the same plea to Keith for him to take it all down. I might have recommended it as her attorney if I didn’t greedily want her all for myself. I am, after all, a convenience, the exact man for the job if you will, albeit more of a middleman in this case. And is it too late to make this all go away? I don’t exactly have an expertise in this type of thing. Solomon in all his striped glory bounces through my mind. I suppose I could give him a call, in prison.
    “Look, I’m going to be honest with you. This is going to be tough.” My eyes bear into hers a moment too long. Kennedy is beautiful, and smart, but do I really know her all that well? Her judgment seems to have taken a leave of absence.
    She blinks a dry smile. “I know what you’re thinking. But I didn’t mean to star in those, at least not voluntarily.” Her gaze floats down her chest. “It turns out Keith liked to preserve the memories of our private moments for later. Much later. And, as of this morning, he thought it would be a good idea to share them with the rest of the world. He sent a link to every Greek house at Yeats. There I am, naked as the day I was born and far more developed for all to see. This is going to ruin my family, Caleb. I’ll never get into law school, never mind joining a decent practice. I’m already done, and I haven’t even gotten out of the gate.” Her gaze beams into mine with needlelike precision as if daring me to believe her.
    My mind reels trying to process it all. Just the thought of having her entire future swiped from underneath her makes my blood boil. Who the hell gave that bastard the permission to hack her existence to pieces? To whittle her opportunities to nothing in some bout of juvenile revenge?
    “Anything else?” I fold my hands in a show of false calm. There’s a strange sense of pride brewing in me knowing that she came to me with this.
    “Yes. It’s not just up on that site. I put my name in the search engine and found those videos at dozens of different places. I want his ass brought down. I want Keith Stearns to pay for ruining both me and my