Dixie’s astonishment as they stepped into Fulton Summer’s office escaped her lips before her brain had a chance to rein it in. “I take it you’ve been caught off-guard, Ms. Walker?” Fulton stood, seeming neither agitated nor surprised. “Actually, I’m...
Tis a bright fine day for a treasure hunt, wouldn’t you be saying?” Julia gasped at the sight of Cameron O’Dea—dressed in a long-sleeved red T-shirt, the collar’s top button casually open, and faded blue jeans—on her doorstep so early in the morning. But unlike the last time he had pulled this st...