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    "The most logical one is that my younger sister visited the apartment while we were out that evening. She has a set of keys, and she's been known to make raids on my wardrobe."
    "Had she visited your place?" Conn persisted.
    Honor shook her head, remembering the phone call she had made the next morning to Adena. "She said she hadn't, but to tell you the truth she was so busy singing your praises for having handled Granger that I'm not sure she was paying much attention to my question! You've got a real fan in Adena."
    He ignored that last comment. "So what about the screen?"
    "Well, another possibility is that the apartment manager let herself in for some reason or another.
    Unfortunately she went out of town yesterday morning and won't be back until tomorrow. I won't be able to ask her until then. And then there's the last possible reason."
    "Which is?"
    Honor smiled humorously. "That my so-called trained designer eye isn't quite as good as I assumed. All in all, the whole incident doesn't amount to much."
    "Nothing was missing?"
    "Nothing."
    "Then it wasn't a robbery attempt."
    "Fortunately I was saved that bit of melodrama," Honor said feelingly. "One of my friends got hit six months ago. The thieves cleaned out everything except the carpet. Don't look so concerned, Conn.
    Obviously there's some perfectly logical explanation for the screen having been shifted a few inches. I've stopped worrying about it."
    "But it kept you from thinking about me that night," he murmured, rubbing the edge of his thumb along the line of her jaw.
    No, it hadn't kept her from thinking about him but Honor decided it was best to let his assumption stand.
    Instinct warned her that it would be risky to let Conn know just how much he filled her mind. What was it Ethan had said? I'm not sure he's the sort of man a woman such as yourself should be getting mixed up with . She wasn't at all sure, either.
    "Will six o'clock be okay for dinner tonight?" Conn asked softly, his thumb caressing her chin now.
    Almost violently aware of the small, intimate touch, Honor reminded herself of her own uncertainties regarding this man. The way he asked told her he had no doubts at all but that she'd be free for him tonight. His confidence scared her.
    "I'm sorry, Conn, but I have a business engagement tonight."

    The gray eyes chilled. "A date?"
    "You could call it that." She owed him no explanations, she assured herself.
    His thumb stopped its gentle stroking and she felt his fingers as he lightly touched her throat. "Cancel it, Honor."
    She swallowed, a frisson of fear flickering through her. "I can't do that. I have a business to run, Conn.
    Don't you know anything about the pressures of business?"
    "I know about business pressures. I also know something about nervous fillies. Relax, Honor. Cancel your other engagement and come to dinner with me." His voice was rough and persuasive, a lover's voice.
    Honor reacted to it, hovered on the brink of surrender and then retreated barely in time. "No, no, I can't do that, Conn. I'm sorry but I really do have to be going. Thank you for inviting me to the workouts this morning. I enjoyed them. How much longer will you be in town?" She made the question casual, subtly emphasizing the short-term nature of their association.
    He watched her slide quickly into the front seat of the Fiat, closing the door as if it were a locked gate behind which she would be safe.
    "It all depends."
    Honor frowned up at him, eyes narrowed against the sun. "Depends on what?" she asked as she turned the key in the ignition.
    "On some business matters I'm handling."
    "I thought you were only here to see Legacy run."
    "I'm taking the opportunity of tying up a few loose ends," he said coolly.
    She hated it when he was so damn cryptic. "Well, I certainly wouldn't want to keep you from attending to business." Honor put the car in gear and drove off without glancing back.
    She had been undecided about whether to attend the private party being