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... This VIP lady certainly had an interesting way of making conversation--flitting from wistful nostalgia to casual questioning in under five seconds.
She clearly assumed I was some heiress from one of Denver’s old-money families.
How very country-club of her.
"Madam," I replied with a playful smile, "isn’t the entire point of a masquerade to preserve the mystery? I’m afraid I can’t answer that question."
She studied my face more carefully as I spoke, something flick ...
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