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Damon

"That could mean anything and everything," I said as I watched the video again. "They could also be related to anyone and everyone. I'll ask Ted to run it through, and maybe if we could identify some of the names on the boxes, we could figure out who owns the place."

Isabella's eyes were wide and almost gleaming in the afternoon light. My eyes found her shoulder, and I was tempted to taste her skin.

This time, however, I held back as I lowered my head towards her shoulder and planted a soft kiss. Isabella giggled when my tongue came in contact with her skin.

Suddenly, a phone call came in and ruined the moment. With an eye roll, I almost barked, "Hello?" into the phone.

"Hey, is everything okay?" I heard Justin ask.

"Perhaps you can tell me why there are rumors spreading about Isabella being here," I replied.

"I don't know," was Justin's reply. I looked at Isabella and then stood up from the armrest of her chair, walking to the window.

"Find out where that idiot called Frederick