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Mr. Halbert
Author: Jericho Chase
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The next morning, Barry drove Eleanor to an upscale hotel in the city center.

The valet took the keys with a polite nod, and Barry followed Eleanor inside, the plush carpet muffling their footsteps.

The air smelled of expensive perfume and polished marble.

A concierge greeted them and led them to the hotel bar, where their meeting was set to take place.

At a corner table, a heavyset man in an ill-fitting suit sat nursing a drink. His double chin spilled over his collar, and his fingers sparkled with thick rings.

His small eyes lit up when he saw Eleanor. He licked his lips shamelessly, then pushed himself off his seat and opened his arms for a hug.

Eleanor smiled politely but raised her hand, stopping him just before he could touch her. "Mr. Halbert, good to see you."

The man let out a breathy laugh, pretending not to be offended. "And you too, Eleanor.'

His gaze lingered on her a second too long. Then he noticed Barry, and his expression soured. "And who's that?"

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