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asked.
     
    “ Six or seven weeks at the most.”
     
    Diego sighed. “Then we will remain in this city until every trace of Juarez is wiped clean. I want this building named after my father. See to it immediately.”
     
    Lance slipped out.
     
    Diego’s gaze lowered to the market place and he remembered the brown beauty with the large round eyes, and considered the idea that he needed someone to satisfy his appetite in the days to come. A smile formed on his face.
     

     
    What a difference a new day made. Marcella turned over under the cover of her blanket with a smile on her face. Muted sunlight greeted her through the wall of windows surrounding her bed. She’d left the drapes pulled back in hopes that her favorite moon would return. The cloudy sky foreshadowed another winter rain would sweep the city.
     
    Last night’s dinner wasn’t so awful. Garrett eventually loosened up after three shots of the hard stuff. Bailey and Sam found a way to co-exist. Susan didn’t get drunk. And before the night was over she had a verbal agreement for Bailey to do a piece on the Egyptian funerary with the added promise that if they got Edward Katchner to do his unveiling at their gallery, he’d get the first shot at an exclusive interview with him. Yes, she was pleased. She carried that contentment into her dreams, and over to a late waking morning. On Saturdays, she and her cat, Ginger, who slept lazily at her feet, didn’t wake before ten.
     
    Today would be no different. Marcella stared out at the grey sky. She had hoped for a sunny day to match her mood.  She sighed in disappointment. Ginger’s head popped up. Her kitty crawled toward her and curled near her body. She stroked her baby girl behind the ear. “Mama can spend the day with you inside and finish that book I keep meaning to read.” Marcella had three books collecting dust on her shelves, and six in her e-reader she hadn’t bothered to begin.
     
    There were two knocks to her bedroom door before it slowly opened. 
     
    “ Come in,” Marcella yawned. Susan sashayed in. She wore designer jeans that tastefully outlined her trim figure and a green turtleneck to complete her look. Her stylish brown haircut shined and framed her face, reaching just past her shoulders.
     
    “ Thanks for letting me crash here tonight.”
     
    Marcella rolled her eyes. “I need to take my key back or start charging you rent.”
     
    Susan grinned. “You wouldn’t dare. Besides, I always stay here to keep an eye on you after a late night at the gallery. You need me.”
     
    “ Right.” Marcella chuckled.
     
    “ No rain today Marcella, I checked the weather report, so don’t you stay in bed. Besides the gallery is closed today, you can do whatever you want.” 
     
    “ Where are you headed? I thought we were going to do some shopping and celebrating?”
     
    “ Nope, got a breakfast date. I wanted to wear your green pumps with the four-inch heels. You know the ones you wore to Sierra’s opening. Please?”
     
    “ Have at it,” Marcella said. She dropped back on her pillow. “How is it you have a date for every day of the week and I’m the one left with a closet full of shoes and nowhere to go?”
     
    “ Cause you’re stuck up.” Susan called out from the closet.
     
    Marcella grinned. “True.”
     
    “ Okay, truth or dare,” Susan said, strutting and striking a pose.  
     
    “ Dare,” Marcella said.
     
    Her best friend’s brows lifted. She rarely took a dare.
     
    “ Dare you to get up, get dressed, and get out of the house without me. Oh and buy some fresh salmon and spinach. Pick up a bottle of Pinot Gris, then meet me here for a movie night tonight.”
     
    Marcella turned over, putting her arm behind her head. “Sounds interesting.”
     
    “ Don’t stay in bed, Marcella. That’s an order! Get out. Promise?”
     
    “ Yeah, yeah.”
     
    “ Now the shoes. Truth?”
     
    “ They look better on your feet than mine.”
     
    “ Yeah, I thought