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cream on her skin until it reflected light. Make-up was carefully applied, even false eyelashes. Looking at herself with approval in a full-length mirror, Eva put on a sixties-era black cocktail dress that had been her mother’s and new sandals.
    It was time New York chic met Key Largo casual.
    Eva walked across the highway and down a short road to the restaurant nearest the Last Chance Motel.
    The restaurant, called Aussie Jack’s, was extremely busy. A hostess escorted Eva to the bar that was on the water at the back of the eatery. Eva sat on the left side so she could see the restaurant through its large panels of glass. People inside could watch people outside looking in. Perfect.
    “What can I do for you, Luv?” asked the bartender.
    “I’ll have a Manhattan,” replied Eva, giving him a bright smile.
    The bartender began mixing the drink. “Down here for the fishing?”
    “Not really.”
    “Didn’t think so. You’re not burned but really tan. That means that you’ve been here awhile and you don’t look like the snowbirds we usually get after nine.”
    Eva chuckled. “I am Eva Hanover. I bought the Last Chance Motel across the road.”
    The bartender stuck out a hand. “I’m Jack. Glad to meet another local.”
    Eva shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, too.”
    “I drive past your motel every day and I’ve got to say that it looks like you are doing a great job.”
    “Thanks. I’m trying.”
    “I especially like the pink flamingo sign. Does it work?”
    “Yes, but we’re saving the lighting for the Grand Opening Day.”
    “Let me know when that will happen. I would like to see her lit up.”
    “Sure.” Eva took a sip of her drink. “Are you really from Australia?”
    “Born and bred. Came here for a vacation and met a local gal. End of story.”
    “Except that every day is still a vacation?”
    “Exactly,” Jack grinned. “No complaints here.”
    Eva returned his smile. “How much do I owe for the drink?”
    “On the house, as you are a fellow business owner.”
    “That is very sweet. Does that mean you own this restaurant?”
    Jack put his finger up to his lips. “Don’t let anybody know. They won’t give me tips then.”
    “Your secret is safe with me.”
    Jack winked and then hurried to the other end of the bar where a customer was signaling for him.
    Eva ordered an appetizer and was sipping on her drink when she spied Mike in the dining room. She was about to wave and catch his attention when she saw that a woman was sharing his table . . . a hot looking woman who was much younger than Mike.
    Eva picked up a menu and hid behind it. Slowly she pulled the menu down so she could see into the restaurant. The young woman was definitely flirting with Mike, who did not seem to be resisting her charms. Mike’s companion was rubbing his hand and leaning toward him. That was code for “want to stay the night?” Mike was laughing and looking down the woman’s low-cut blouse.
    Eva’s heart sank.
    “What’s the matter, Luv?” asked Aussie Jack, suddenly concerned after seeing Eva’s expression.
    “I’ll tell you what the matter is. A woman might as well cut her wrists after the age of thirty-five.” Eva reached into her purse and fled the premises, after throwing a twenty on the bar.

21
    U sually Mike was entranced with these hot little Miami cuties that wandered to Key Largo looking for a little R and R, but he felt different tonight.
    He had made a firm date with his lady friend a week ago and hadn’t cancelled. But after what had happened with Eva, Mike wasn’t interested anymore. The problem was that Mike was bad about letting women down. He hadn’t figured out a good excuse to get out of this date or his pattern of behavior with available ladies.
    And it was clear that this young lady expected more than just dinner and was very upfront about it. It was all he could do to keep her hands where he could see them, as they kept wandering below the table.
    Since his wife