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It was 96° out and felt like 110 in the shade. She needed into the air conditioning and an ice cold beer. Messalina swore as she shuffled her groceries in her arms and grabbed the mail from the box before letting herself into the loft.

"Lucy, I'm home!" Messa greeted the blue Himalayan who was head-butting her leg in a manner of greeting. "You'll be fed in a minute, fuzzy one. Patience. Me first today."

She opened the fridge and took out a beer which she replaced with a head of romaine and some brie before turning to open a can of food for the now yowling Lucy. Messalina kicked off her shoes and began to unbutton her blouse as she took a swig of the ice cold brew and shuffled through the mail.

"Junk and bills, Lucy. That's all we ever... " She paused as an envelope with an engraved return caught her eye. "Oooh... high class junk mail. Maybe we should give them a read, huh?" Grabbing a knife from the block on the counter, she slit the envelope open.

Dear Dr. Bishop,

Your educational credentials and recognition as an authority in Art History and Classical Archaeology have led us to seek you out with an offer we believe you will not be able to refuse. Suffice it to say that your NYU project at Aphrodisias in the Maeander River basin may have been a huge discovery but this one will both rival and surpass it. The financial remunerations alone will make it more than worth your while.

If you are interested in learning more, and we are sure that you will most certainly be, please accept our invitation to join us in New York City on Friday, 18 July at 9:00am at the Phoenix Tower.

Sincerely,

Caroline Sandhurst
Secretary, The Phoenix Group, Ltd.

"Well well well," she mumbled as she took another long drink and turned the letter over to look at the back. Why people did that was beyond her, but she did it without fail. One of these days she'd figure out why.

She tossed the empty in the recycle bin and reached into the refrigerator for another as she read and reread the letter. It was tempting. Very tempting indeed. How could she refuse?