Chapman Associates Ch 01
The sun was hot in Phoenix without a cloud in the midday sky. Zoe Chapman sat at an outdoor café sipping an ice coffee and watching a young girl walking toward her. The girl was tall, tan and lean and blond and as sweet an innocent looking as she could possibly ask for. She was a college student from nearby Arizona State, a straight A student and as poor as a church mouse. Zoe on the other hand was a very successful businesswoman of thirty. She was a six-foot tall black haired beauty who...