Grace Among Thieves
Page 27
My stomach turned to stone. “No . . .”
“Turns out I couldn’t afford my place near the coast, after all. But I can afford to live here. Especially now that I have a real job.” She tapped a happy finger on my arm. “You and I are going to be neighbors,” she said. “Can you believe it?”
Bennett said nothing.
Frances said nothing.
“I can’t believe it,” I croaked.
“I have to run. Frederick is waiting. We’re looking at locations for our offices and I’m moving into my new home. See you all later.”
The door closed behind her and we three stared at one another, utterly dumbfounded.
Bennett finally broke the silence. “Gracie, do remember that acquisition trip I mentioned last week?”
I nodded.
“What do you say to taking that trip sooner, rather than later?”
Frances wagged a thick finger at us. “If you think I’m going to stay back here and face all the drama”—she pointed to the door where Hillary had exited—“that’s about to erupt around here, you two are asking a lot.” She looked from Bennett to me, back to him, then picked up the phone. “Fine,” she said, “which travel agent do you want to use?”
“Whoever you think best, Frances.” He turned to me. “What do you say, Gracie?”
I closed my eyes for a moment thinking about Mark’s cruelty, Jack’s abrupt resignation, and Hillary’s unexpected news. Life had been crazy around here, and it wasn’t going to get better anytime soon.
I opened my eyes. “How soon can we leave?”
CLICK HERE FOR OTHER TITLES BY JULIE HYZY
Berkley Prime Crime titles by Julie Hyzy
White House Chef Mysteries
STATE OF THE ONION
HAIL TO THE CHEF
EGGSECUTIVE ORDERS
BUFFALO WEST WING
AFFAIRS OF STEAK
Manor House Mysteries
GRACE UNDER PRESSURE
GRACE INTERRUPTED
GRACE AMONG THIEVES