"Don't spring another husband."
She shook her head.
"You'd better divorce him. I've got serious-type intentions."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"He won't let me. He wants to own me too."
"How can he stop you?"
"Not now, Jordan. Some other time. But ... I've got problems too."
She ran into the office. Lennox stood watching her and grinding his teeth on Audibon's name. Then he looked up and down the street, located a restaurant, went in and bought a lunch and had it sent up to Gabby.
"This is Monday," he muttered. "Six more days. Christ, stand by me. Gabrielle, stand by me."