Seducing the Heiress by Martha Kennerson Page A

soon.”
    Blige’s fair complexion lost all color.
    â€œDid she leave you with any money? Are you going to be able to take care of yourself?”
    Blige sat up slightly in the chair and raised her chin again. “Yeah, I’m fine. I have plenty of cash. Alexia even paid for my school in advance.”
    Farrah checked her watch and realized that Robert was probably wondering about her. “All right, one last thing then, we could be interrupted soon—”
    â€œWe won’t be,” Blige answered. “I paid the attendant to put up the out-of-order sign,” she explained. “A little trick Alexia taught me for when I needed privacy.”
    â€œNice trick,” Farrah agreed. “Do you have a contact number for Butch?”
    â€œI think I have it in my phone. I’m kinda surprised you don’t know him.” Blige pulled out a cell, scrolled for a few seconds, and rattled off the information.
    Farrah entered the number into her contacts. “We don’t have the same circle of friends. Okay, I need you to make me a promise. You can’t tell anyone about me or this meeting. It could be very dangerous for you...understand?”
    â€œOkay.” Blige lowered her head and sighed. “Do you know how she’s doing? Alexia’s going to be fine, right?”
    Farrah waited for Blige to raise her head and meet her gaze. “You’ve been very helpful to me tonight, so I’m not going to lie to you.”
    Blige nodded, though her teary eyes filled with a sudden flash of anxiety. Farrah got up and took the seat next to Blige.
    â€œAlexia’s business required her to do some pretty bad things. She’s going to prison for a while. I’m sure she’ll contact you when she can. It just may be a little while,” Farrah explained, giving her hand a quick squeeze. “But I think she’d want you to go on and make something of your life.”
    Blige wiped away the tears flowing down her cheeks with shaky hands.
    Farrah reached into her purse, pulled out a tissue and handed it to a clearly heartbroken Blige. “We all make choices. You just be sure to make good choices for yourself, Blige,” Farrah offered.
    Obviously too emotional to speak, the girl simply offered a tight smile.
    â€œYou should go,” Farrah said, uncrossing her legs and coming to stand in front of Blige.
    Blige remained seated, still trying to get her tears under control. “Will you be talking to Alexia soon?”
    â€œI’m sure I will. Why?”
    â€œDo you know if she needs a lawyer? I can help find her one.” Blige’s voice shook as she spoke.
    â€œI’m sure she has one.”
    Blige sighed and stood. “Then can you tell her I said...thanks for everything...and that I’m here if she needs me. And that I love her?”
    Oh, man.
    â€œI’ll make sure she gets the message. I’m sure she’ll appreciate it. You just be sure to take care of yourself.”
    Blige opened her mouth only to close it quickly. She sighed, turned and walked out the door.
    â€œPoor kid. Who would have thought Alexia actually cared about someone other than herself?” Farrah said to her reflection, checking her appearance.
    Satisfied, Farrah made her way back to Robert. He had the type of equipment necessary to bypass any security Alexia might have put in place and she couldn’t wait to see if they’d struck gold.

Chapter 10
    â€œL ooks like we’ll soon be headed to New Orleans,” Robert said as they entered their hotel suite. “First things first. I’ll get Dan’s team to try and find out everything they can about this Butch Johnson. They can track him down and sit on him until we decide how we want to approach him.”
    â€œSounds like a plan,” Farrah said, removing her earrings. “And I’m not telling you how to do your job, but you should think twice about sending Dell or Cam. They’re