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"The Renoir. New Orleans. Joe Romano. A woman named Tracy Whitney was convicted and sentenced to fifteen years. The painting hasn't been recovered."
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It had become a game in the office. They were determined to break through his mysterious reserve and find out who he really was.
"What are you doing for dinner Friday night, Dan...?"
"If you're not married, Sarah and I know a wonderful girl, Dan...?"
Couldn't they see he did not need any of them--- didn't want any of them?
"Come on, it's only for a drink...."
But Daniel Cooper knew what that could lead to. An innocent drink could lead to dinner, and a dinner could start friendships, and friendships could lead to confidences. Too dangerous.

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