Donna Hill - Legacy of Love

Zoe stood. “I really have to get back to work. I have a full day.”

He turned off the tape recorder and stood. “Thank you for your time, Ms. Beaumont.”

“Will you be here tonight?”

“Absolutely.”

“I’ll make sure you get some good photos.”

“Thanks. I’d really appreciate that.”

“Security will see you out.”

“Thanks again.”

Zoe nodded, turned away and headed back toward her office. About halfway there, she took a detour and took the elevator downstairs to where the statues were still under wraps.

Several members of the maintenance team were unloading crates when she came in. She walked through the cavernous space among the paintings and sculptures, boxes and crates until she reached the room where the statues were being held. She punched in the security code on the panel and the door buzzed open.

The instant she walked in the room, her skin began to tingle and the scent—his scent wrapped around her. She drew in a long, deep breath and her heart began to race. She gripped the head of the female statue to keep from falling and what seemed like a spark of electricity shot through her arm. She jerked her hand away and backed out of the room, practically running all the way to her office.

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