April 8, 2009Cassandra leaned against the balcony in her hotel room, watching the ocean as the faintest hint of dawn approached. Out there on the bay the lights of some early morning boat cut across the waters. The faint sounds of laughter from some holidaying group reached her ears. Her hand was faintly chilled from the scotch on the rocks that
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