Chasing Victory (The Winters Sisters)
place in about thirty minutes. Those Biotec guys were good; he hadn’t seen Max or Jerry the entire time . Odds were Jerry was the look out and wouldn’t actually be involved in the plan, whatever the plan was. Of course, there was always the possibility that Dave really did want to offer her a job as his emails had said, but it didn’t feel right to Tristan. Something was up. He always followed his instincts so he would see this meeting out to the end.
    A black Lincoln Navigator with matching tinted windows pulled up to the front of the coffee shop. The passenger door opened and Dave got out.
    Ten minutes later a taxi pulled up in front of the coffee shop. Victory got out of the back of the vehicle. Tristan’s breath caught in his chest as she bent forward to brush the wrinkles out of her jade linen shorts. As she surveyed the block, the rays of early afternoon sun shimmered through her caramel-colored hair. Walking into the coffee shop, Victory casually looked around at all the tables. A man in the far corner popped up waving a hand at her.
    “Ms. Winters,” Dave yelled.
    She wasn’t close enough that day in the woods to get a good look at the man that killed Jeffery, but she had heard his voice clearly. She was sure this was not the voice of the man that pulled the trigger, but all the same this voice sent icy fingers down her spine. Victory smiled at Dave and remained glued to her spot trying to compose herself. It suddenly struck her that this was going to be harder than she thought.
    Dave approached her. “Ms. Winters, I’m Dave Anderson. It is such a pleasure to finally meet you in person.” Dave stuck out his hand to shake hers and it took all her power to keep the smile on her face and shake his hand. “I have a table already; would you like to go have a seat and I can order you a drink?”
    “Thank you. I think I will go up to the counter and order my coffee and then come over to the table, if you don’t mind.” She needed to pull herself together right now if she was going to make this work.
    “Whatever you would like, I’ll be waiting at the table.” Dave gave her a slight nod and went to sit down.
    A few moments later, drink in hand and her composure in check, Victory joined Dave at his table.
    “I really am so glad that you decided to take the time out of your vacation to meet with me. Jeffery has spoken so highly of you,” Dave said as he rose and pulled out a chair for Victory.
    “I haven’t spoken to Jeffery in years. I guess our careers keep us both so busy. How is Jeffery?” She abruptly picked up her drink and took a sip, adverting her eyes as a sheen of tears threatened to fall.
    “Oh, he’s doing fine. He was sent out of the country on another project, like I mentioned in my emails. Before leaving he said that you would be the person that we would want to get to replace him on the project he left behind.”
    “Really,” Victory said.
    “Yes. This is an extremely important project. The first milestone is due at the end of next month so we are running against the clock.”
    “I see. Surely there are others that would be interested in your project. Is there no one internally that you can promote?” she asked.
    “Unfortunately no. I’m sure there would be others interested Ms. Winters, except we have not located anyone as qualified yet,” Dave said.
    “If this is such an important project, why was Jeffery sent out of the country to another project?” She knew she was challenging him, but the words were out before she could stop herself.
    “Aw well, ours is not to question why. The powers that be believed that he was needed elsewhere and so off he went.” Dave responded lightheartedly.
    “What can you tell me about the project?” Victory asked.
    “Regrettably I can’t give you too many details because it is highly classified. What I can tell you is that you would be working with animals and probably doing similar work as you are doing now, only with state-of-the-art

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