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July 23, 2003
...was no way he could get this done by 4 o'clock, a whole hour earlier than usual. But do it he must. If he lost this job…well it didn't bearing thinking about. And whatever doubts he may have had about Cassie Collins were firmly shut in the back of his mind. It was a fluke the other morning. Maybe she was sleepwalking or sick in some way. Maybe she just didn't know it was him. Either way, the caress, the kiss, the soft-spoken words meant nothing. He needed to forget about them. He had other darker things to worry about...