GI Cowboy
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This was a family occasion, and Lila didn’t want anyone saying she was using it as publicity for her possible presidential candidacy.
She finished one of the magazines and thumbed through another. So many possibilities. Maybe Bailey would even consider wearing Lila’s own wedding dress.
“Hmmm.” She might have to sell that, but if anyone could do it, she could.
The smile was still on her lips when she moved the magazine aside and saw the first piece of mail. The envelope was plain. White. With no return address.
Lila shook her head. It looked like an envelope that had contained some of those letters that protested her policies and decisions. But that couldn’t be. Tim had sent those, just as he’d done those things to Bailey.
Maybe it was something from Zach.
Just the day before he’d sent her a thank-you note because she’d gotten him some autographed cards from the Dallas Mavericks basketball team. Yes, it was probably another thank-you card.
It was silly to think the worst.
She ran the letter opener across the top of the envelope and pulled out the note card tucked inside. Lila read the four words of the handwritten message, and she gasped, dropping the note back on her desk. She moved away from it as quickly as she could.
“Oh, God.” And Lila kept repeating it as she reached for the phone to call Bart.
She couldn’t take her eyes off the note, and the words stared back at her, taunting her.
“Lila,” Bart answered.
She didn’t bother with a greeting. “I got another note,” she told him, hating the fear in her voice and hating even more that the fear had her by the throat.
It wasn’t over.
It wasn’t over at all.
“I’ll send someone to pick it up,” Bart assured her.
“It’s the worst one yet,” Lila managed to say. And because she didn’t know what else to do, she read the words aloud.
“Time to die, Lila.”
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GI COWBOY
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