Chapter 2

After lunch, Lacey returned to the archive's front office. While she sorted through the latest batch of record request e-mails her mind kept rerunning that smile Christopher Wolfe had given her before she'd hurried out of the cafeteria.

"He's the CEO," she muttered to herself as she began printing a list of files to be scanned. "He can smile at me any way he likes."

The printer next to her desk jammed. She tucked her pen between her teeth as she opened the top to clear it. Her phone rang. She reached for the receiver and tucked it between her cheek and shoulder.

Before she could answer the call, Lacey heard a deep male voice say, "My source says the latest Black and White party will be at David and Nadia Zellwood's house in North Boulder tonight. Will Wolfe be there?"

Lacey froze.

"Yes," a woman replied. "I just heard him confirm. He's looking for a redhead. Have your camera ready. If