Red Rabbit
Chapter One
RUMBLINGS AND DREAMS
When do you start, Jack?" Cathy asked in the quiet of their bed.
And her husband was glad it was their bed. Comfortable as the New
York hotel had been, it is never the same, and besides, he'd had quite
enough of his father-in-law, with his Park Avenue duplex and immense
sense of self-importance. Okay, Joe Muller had a good ninety million in
the bank and his diversified portfolio, and it was growing nicely with the
new presidency, but enough was enough.
"Day after tomorrow," her husband answered. "I suppose I might go
in after lunch, just to look around."
"You ought to be asleep by now," she said.
There were drawbacks to marrying a physician, Jack occasionally told
himself. You couldn't hide much from them. A gentle, loving touch could
convey your body temperature, heart rate, and Christ knew what else, and
does hid their feelings about what they found with the skill of a professional
poker player. Well, some of the time.
"Yeah, long day." It was short of five in the evening in New York, but
his "day" had lasted longer than t ... read full excerpt from: Red Rabbit ebook
