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I couldn't care less about those few shares in Seraphina's studio.

But if she wants to use them to tie our interests together and give herself some peace of mind, so be it.

"Your ex-wife sure has a lot of tricks up her sleeve," Faye commented after overhearing our conversation.

I smiled noncommittally, but she assumed I hadn't grasped the underlying schemes and continued to enlighten me.

"Garrison, you're not really going to let this slide, are you? That woman has been using you from start to finish!"

"Even that drunken hookup of yours was all part of her plan."

"I thought it was strange at the time - you're not that kind of guy. But by the time I found evidence, you were already married, so I didn't feel right saying anything."

Faye was fuming as she spoke, but I calmly handed her a drink.

"Homemade soda water, with two lemon slices."