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Ava sat at her desk, she had gone through the last of the reports regarding the latest batch of potential new clients. She had selected three she thought had potential. The rest would get a kind refusal letter, telling them the firm had to mush on their plate to take them on as clients, but they could recommend the attached list of accountant firms. Gabriel’s and her business were blooming. They had stopped looking for new clients as they had their hands full with their existing ones and the ones who asked to join. There was ha knock on the door and Tom opened the door.

“We need to get going in ten minuets if you want to have time to get ready, Mrs A,” he told her.

“Thank you, Tom. Could you make sure these three potential clients get wetted? I’ll just say bye to Gabriel and then we can go,” she told him. He nodded and took the folders from her. When Ava had started working from the office, Zane had insisted she needed a bodyguard. Since Tom’s injurie, his wife had become s