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“You deal with identity theft in your
company, don’t you, Kyle?” Lindsey
asked, pressing her cell phone to her ear.
Оглавление“Sure. Why?”
“It’s my father. I found at least two dozen letters from collection agencies in his desk.”
“Does your father have debt?”
“My father’s a miser when it comes to money. I don’t think he’s ever had debt.” She knew she shouldn’t be dragging Kyle into this, but she didn’t know who else to turn to. “I’m sorry to dump all this on you. I’m sure you didn’t have this conversation in mind when you called.”
“I was thinking of something more along the lines of asking you to dinner, actually.”
Lindsey smiled. “Dinner would be nice. I—“
She was interrupted by the violent sound of shattering glass. She jumped up from the table and spun around. The metal handle on the back door shook. Someone was breaking in.
