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where her wish might have taken her.” Mitch waved a hand at the room as if searching for the answer among the throw pillows. “What exactly did she say?”
    “Something about being the most desirable woman.”
    Mitch snorted. “Like she needs a wish to make it happen.”
    “Why the hell does she think she’s undesirable?” Harry asked. In all his travels, he hadn’t met a more tempting woman than Edie. All that beauty and those luscious curves hidden behind frumpy clothing.
    “Her father tells her all the time she’s ugly.” Mitch sighed. “Apparently, her mother was a model and drop-dead gorgeous. Unfortunately, she did drop dead and left Edie’s father bitter. He took it out on her.”
    “But Edie is an attractive woman.”
    “She doesn’t think so.” Mitch rubbed his jaw. “Didn’t she say she wanted to be the most desirable woman in the country?”
    “Yeah. I think so. But how is that going to help us find her?” Harry’s chest tightened. Never one to stand around and just think, he needed action.
    “Maybe she’s morphed into a model like her mother, or a singer or actress. Has to be somewhere in the United States, since she said ‘in the country’.”
    “Great, that narrows it down to about a million people. How are we supposed to find her?”
    “Keep your shirt on, bottle man.” Mitch laced his fingers together and cracked his knuckles. “I’ll just peruse the Internet and see if we can find her.”
    “Then come on, let’s go.” Harry headed toward the door, anxious to begin the search.
    Instead of following Harry to the door, Mitch pivoted in a circle, scanning the small apartment’s interior. “Harry, we aren’t going anywhere.”
    “Then how the hell are we supposed to find her?”
    Mitch shook his head. “You’ve got a lot to learn about the twenty-first century.” He strode to the desk in the corner of the dining room and sat in front of a black box with a gray screen. When he placed his palm over a device the size of a hamster, the black box in front of him lit up with a picture of a sandy beach.
    Despite his worry over Eve, Harry couldn’t help being lured into the beautiful lights and colors of the box. It was like a photograph, only it was all in color. “What’s that?”
    “A computer.”
    “How is looking at pictures of beaches going to help us find Edie?” Harry paced behind Mitch, his concern for Edie growing with each passing minute. Yet he was completely fascinated by what the other man was doing. The beach picture disappeared replaced by a picture of a lot of words. “Google? What’s a google?”
    “Technology has come a long way in the last eighty years, Harry. If you could just pipe down while I surf the web we might find something.” Mitch pressed the little buttons on a board that looked like the letters from a typewriter. “Edie Ragsdale” appeared in a red box in the middle of the white picture.
    Then Mitch sat back.
    “This is a waste of time. We should be out there looking for Edie.” Harry swung away from Mitch. “If you won’t go look, I will.”
    “I wouldn’t leave yet, if I were you. I found her.”
    With his hand on the doorknob, Harry turned back to Mitch. “Where?”
    Mitch shot a look across the room to Harry. “Los Angeles.”
    “Los Angeles! That’s clear across the country!” How the hell had Edie gotten to Los Angeles? It would take days by train to get there.
    “And it’s worse than I thought.” Mitch stared down at the picture on the black box, his face set in grim lines.
    “What?” Harry hurried back to look over Mitch’s shoulder. There in vivid colors was a picture of Edie sprawled in the middle of a huge round bed, her fiery red hair spread out on royal blue satin sheets. And she was completely naked from the tip of her head to the garishly red polish on her toenails. Every pale inch of her skin glowed like a beacon and her eyes beckoned to the viewer, a sinful, sexy smile curled her lips. Harry’s cock rose