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  Amused by life’s contrariness.

  “Not bad,” Nancy said. “Who wrote that?”

  “A friend of mine.” He found he was having trouble speaking. “A friend who died today.”

  There was a silence, then she asked, “May I read it all?”

  “I don’t see why not.” He handed her the paper.

  When Nancy had finished, she looked up. “A woman?”

  He nodded. “Yes.”

  “Was that the reason you looked the way you did when I came in here tonight—like you’d been swept up from a stable floor?”

  Nim smiled briefly. “If that’s the way I looked, I suppose the answer’s ‘yes.’”

  Nancy put the sheet of stationery on top of the folder on his desk. “Want to tell me about it? Off the record, if you like.”

  “Yes,” he said, “it’ll be off the record. Her name was Karen Sloan. She was a quadriplegic, and had been one since she was fifteen.” He stopped.

  “Go on,” Nancy said. “I’m listening.”

  “I think she was the most beautiful person—in every way—I’ve ever known.”

  A pause, then: “How did you meet her?”

  “Accidentally. It happened right after that blackout last July …”

  Barely an hour ago Nim had longed for someone to talk to, to confide in. Now, he poured it out to Nancy. She listened, interjecting an occasional question, but was mostly silent. When he described the manner of Karen’s death, she stood up, moved around the room, and said softly, “Oh, baby! Baby!”

  “So you see,” Nim said, “I guess looking like something from a stable floor wasn’t all that surprising.”

  Nancy had returned to the desk. She pointed to his spread-out papers. “Then why are you bothering with all that crap?”

  “I had work to do. Still have.”

  “Bullshit! Dump it and go home.”

  He shook his head and glanced toward the bed. “Tonight I’m sleeping here. We still have problems, and tomorrow—remember?—we start rolling blackouts.”

  “Then come home with me.”

  He must have looked startled because she added softly, “My pad is five minutes away. You can leave the phone number, then if you have to, you can get back here fast. If you don’t get called, I’ll make breakfast in the morning, before you leave.”

  They stood facing each other. Nim was aware of a musky perfume, of Nancy’s slim, willowy, desirable body. He had an urge to know more about her. Much more. And he knew—as had happened so often in his life, and for the second time tonight—he was being tempted by a woman.

  “You won’t get the offer again,” she said sharply. “So make up your mind. Yes or no?”

  He hesitated for the briefest second. Then he told her, “Okay, let’s go.”

  About the Author

  Arthur Hailey (1920–2004), the author of eleven novels, many of which became #1 New York Times bestsellers, was born in Luton, England. He served as a pilot and flight lieutenant in the British Royal Air Force during World War II and immigrated to Canada in 1947. While working for a transportation trade magazine, he scored his first writing success with a television drama, and began to write screenplays full-time for various networks during the golden age of live television. His novel-writing career took off in 1959 with the publication of his first novel, The Final Diagnosis, and picked up velocity with Hotel and then Airport, which spent thirty weeks in the number-one spot on the New York Times bestseller list and became a blockbuster film. Hailey’s novels, many of which have been made into films, television series, and miniseries, have been translated into forty languages. They are notable for their suspenseful storylines and authentic depictions of various industries and commercial settings, which Hailey aggressively and meticulously researched.

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 1978, 1979 by Arthur Hailey

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  ISBN: 978-1-4804-9001-7

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