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The tall man in the sports jacket looked awkward in the fabric shop as he approached the brunette clerk wearing glasses.
“Excuse me, I’m looking for a fabric for my wife. It’s going to be our fifth wedding anniversary and she wants something in amethyst.”
“You mean sapphire.” She paused for a moment. “I have just the thing in back. Come with me.”
She escorted him to a storage area and excused herself. Alone, he then pulled an envelope and a small tape recorder from inside a drawer and turned it on.
The control voice began, “Good morning, Mr. Phelps.”









