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Lydia Proudfoot. There was a connection there. And if he thought long enough, there might be something.

"Proudfoot, Proudfoot," he murmured, trying to see if that struck any bells. He'd heard something about that name from Grayson, surely. Perhaps after a few more minutes it would come to him.

She certainly was sassy. Amery didn't doubt for a second that she did more ordering around than was ordered. She probably ordered her photographer around more than he did her.

He shrugged and resumed his watch. He'd let her take things where she wanted, he didn't much have the attention span to try and deal with her at the moment.