Kerry zipped up the suitcase. She stood up, smoothing her skirt, and glanced over at Rob. He sat hunched over the laptop, the screen reflecting in his glasses as his fingers danced across the keys. "Any responses yet?" Kerry asked, leaning over his shoulder. "Just the usual suspects. A couple of regulars who can't wait for you to leave, and maybe three or four new ones. It is still early, though." "You seem eager," she wh...