When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

"Hypnotize? A snap of the fingers, and you cry when told to cry, laugh when told to laugh?"

"Melanie, have you caught whatever bug Clyde's got? Lost your marbles?"

Warren looked at me as though I had two heads, and I just rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone.

"Look, this is Rachel, her outfit and all, pretty much a carbon copy of my old style."

"And the stuff she's buying, it's all right up my alley."

"You think she's trying to mimic you, to convince Clyde she's you?"

Warren pondered for a moment, his gaze shifting between me and the phone screen.

I nodded vigorously.

So, if Clyde's noggin wasn't scrambled, maybe, just maybe, it was some sort of mind trick?

I know it sounds far-fetched, but isn't it said that art imitates life, and sometimes transcends it?

He gave me a look that screamed 'I can't even' before glancing back at the phone.

"Did Rachel study psychology?"

I shook my head.

"Does she know Clyde was gonna get hit by that frisbee?"

shook my head

she a magician's apprentice or

rolled my eyes at

handed back my phone, "Alright, I'll look into it. You

questions, but seeing the pile of files on his desk, I swallowed my

thrust the Patterson Group into the eye of a storm. Online, Clyde was being lambasted left and right, and past mistakes were being dredged

our darling Suzie for some flash-in-the-pan starlet, and look

one who took his mistress out on their anniversary, right? I remember his wife was all over

guy? Disowns his kid, even blamed for his death.

CEO like that, can the Patterson Group's buildings be anything but shoddy? No way I'm

was clear there was a lot of manipulation in the

But this

line, even

his misuse of poveree

a fling. FindNovel.net

Patterson Group's stocks

for

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a hit and departments all over were in an

Patterson Group's PR was scrambling to control the

time, Merritt's response was lukewarm

fourth day of the fiasco, just as I got home from

come back for the board meeting

were ripping into Clyde.