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you."
    "Probably find another man to charm." He lifted her hand for a kiss. "And you are most welcome." He opened the double doors to walk her out. "Now, give my love to Alfred, tell him I'll stop by on Friday for another game, but this time I intend to win."
    "Don't count on it, Ali," she said with a laugh. "In some things he hasn't lost his touch." There was a sad wistfulness in her voice.
    Faith stood behind Ali's desk, confused, concerned, waiting for him to return.
    "You lied to her," she accused the moment he closed the doors behind him.
    If he was surprised by her accusation, he didn't show it. "Yes, Faith, I did." His voice was so calm, so complacent.
    "But you said she was a dear friend."
    " That was not a lie, Faith." He went to the windows to draw the drapes against the heat of the late afternoon sun. "She is a very dear friend." He turned to her. "And a client."
    Faith cocked her head, anger simmering just below the surface. "Do you always lie to your clients?" The mere thought appalled her.
    His eyes darkened dangerously as he turned to her. "No," he said slowly, carefully. "Of course I do not."
    "Could have fooled me." Fists clenched at her side, Faith shook her head, trying to comprehend his actions. It seemed to confirm her worst suspicions of him, and for some reason left her surprisingly disappointed. "You told her she had more than enough money when she barely has ten thousand dollars in her account."
    "No Faith, that is not what I said to her. You were not listening carefully."
    "I was right here, I heard what you told her." Her voice edged upward in anger. "You said—"
    "I said that there was more than enough money to take care of any needs she or Alfred might have." His voice was deathly quiet, his eyes oddly intent on her, making her shiver.
    Fury nearly had her shaking. "But you know darn well that was a lie. She hardly has enough money to get through a few months." Faith couldn't prevent the outrage in her voice. She couldn't believe he could be so casually careless about something so important to someone he cared about.
    It wasn't just callous, it was cruel. And it infuriated her.
    Her fists clenched at her side as she took another step closer. "Obviously Maureen Jourdan is someone you care a great deal about, and she obviously cares for you. Why and how could you lie to her?" Her simmering temper erupted into a full boil. "What kind of a man are you?"
    Dark emotion swept over his face and he, too, stepped closer until they were nearly standing toe to toe.
    Inches taller, he seemed to be looming over her with his powerful, dark presence.
    Faith refused to back down, refused to take a step back, refused to allow him to get away with something so perfectly cruel, so inhumane, it brought tears to her eyes.
    Perhaps because it hit too close to home and to her ever-fragile heart.
    She knew from experience what it was like to have someone you loved, depended on, lie to you, tell you they would take care of you, tell you there was more than enough money for whatever your needs, and then find out that it was lies. All lies.
    Devastation was a word that could barely cover the desperation such lies created.
    Like her father, apparently Ali didn't consider the consequences of his behavior, or his lies on others.
    "Be careful, Faith," Ali warned in a voice that made her shiver. Instinctively, Faith ran her hands up and down her chilled arms.
    Tilting her chin to meet his gaze, her eyes blazed at him. "Why, because you don't like to hear the truth? Because someone knows exactly what you are?" It wasn't hard to recognize him; it was like looking at her father all over again.
    "Be careful, Faith," he warned again in a slow, low voice that almost made her take a protective step back. But Faith refused to back down, refused to cower. She'd been forced to do it once in her life; she'd not ever allow another man's lies to reduce her to that again.
    Ali took several slow, deep breaths in order to control the feelings