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“Danni’s an amazing woman.”

“I know that,” I said. Then, we headed back to the helicopter. “I’m only telling you facts.” The way she said it made it sound final—when devising a solution to my Roger problem, I was on my own. I’m only guessing. “You mind if I have a taste?” I asked. It’s the vehicle in which cooperation is allowed to thrive.”

“Okay,” I said cautiously, “Let’s say I buy that. “Good?” She asked. “Perhaps I could broker a talk between you on a neutral territory.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Of course. Her fingers pressed into my muscles, massaging them slightly. “We aren’t obligated to pretend morality is objective.”

“You don’t believe morality is objective?”

“No one does, Marcus,” Astrid said, watching my caddy as he took the club I handed him and slid it into my golf bag. It didn’t take long to find her. Besides being exotically stunning, she was level-headed and had a good heart. “Some might prefer that, I think,” Astrid said.