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remembered: no mayo, extra mustard.” Then she held up a bag of cookies. “And I got oatmeal raisin cookies. I know how you love them.”
    “Thanks Maggie,” he said. “You are always so good to me.” She’d been one of the few bright spots at Paxton.
    Maggie turned her attention on Lindsey. “I remembered what you liked, too. Egg salad on wheat.”
    Lindsey blinked. “I’m impressed. It’s been years.”
    Maggie patted Lindsey on the back and winked. “I had to have a good memory to handle all the things your father threw at me, honey. Besides, how could I forget my little Lindsey? Seems like yesterday you were a little one running around here with your Barbies.”
    Lindsey laughed. “Yes, well that was a long time ago. I was always at your desk bugging you though, wasn’t I?”
    Maggie buzzed around the table like a busybody, giving them each napkins. “Yes,” she sighed. “I miss those days. You both,” she waved a finger between Mark and Lindsey, “work far too hard, but I will shut up because neither of you will listen anyway.” She sighed with regret as Mark and Lindsey exchanged an amused glance. “You both have tea to drink. I’ll be leaving now, unless there is anything else either of you need?”
    Mark chuckled. “I think we are fine now. Thanks again, Maggie. Have a nice evening.”
    “Okay, don’t stay too late. See you both in the morning.” Maggie started towards the door, but turned back. “It’s nice to have you both back.”
    Lindsey smiled. “Thanks Maggie,” she said, with a hint of emotion in her voice. “Goodnight.”
    Maggie waved and left the room, humming as she pulled the door shut. Lindsey stared at Mark as he opened his mouth to bite into his sandwich. He stopped midway to his mouth and sat his sandwich down on the wrapper. “What?” he asked as a puzzled look settled on his face.
    She motioned with her head towards the door. “What was that?”
    “What was what?” he asked holding up his hands in question.
    “Maggie?” she questioned in astonishment. “Daddy never called her Maggie.”
    He grunted. “I’m not Edward. Never was, never will be.”
    “You were quite nice to her,” she commented as she started opening the paper around her sandwich.
    “And that surprises you?”
    Guilt registered in her expression. “I’m sorry. That was bad of me. Your reputation says you like to win, not that you like to be mean while you do it.”
    “I guess you have a lot left to learn about me,” he said, only half-kidding. Part of him was bothered that she would have thought him capable of being anything but nice to Maggie.
    A few minutes passed as they busied themselves eating. Lindsey scribbled some notes as Mark thumbed through the file. “It really is amazing how she remembered what I always ordered so far back,” Lindsey commented.
    He gave her a half-smile “That’s Maggie for you.”
    “Yeah, I guess so. She is one of the few things about this place I missed.”
    He rested his elbows on the table and watched her a long moment. “I bet there is more than you realize.”
    She glanced at him. “I doubt it.” Changing the subject, she said, “We were talking about the Williams case. There has been no research whatsoever completed to date that I could see. Is that your take?”
    Mark shook his head in agreement as he took the last bite of his sandwich and crumpled up his wrapper. He swiveled in his chair and shot the balled-up paper into the trashcan. Swoosh, it went into the can. “Yes,” he said, about his success.
    Lindsey rolled her eyes, and laughed. “King of trashcan basketball. Just where do your skills stop?”
    He smiled, seeing an opportunity and taking it. “I’m good at lots of things.” He leaned in a little closer to her, a sudden awareness between them. “Spend some time with me and you might be surprised what you discover.”
    She didn’t seem to know how to respond. They sat here, attraction lacing the air, eyes locked, until she