He checked the time. Four thirty. Still fully dressed except for his shoes, he eased from the bed and padded to the window. His room faced the circle drive, and he checked to make sure no one lurked about. Security lights outlined the oaks that lined the drive, their branches reaching into the ni...
An impossible feat. Not to mention, he dropped a piece of buttered toast on the white material, which left a faint stain even though he cleaned it right away. He could imagine what the sofa would look like a month after Noah came to stay. He dialed Jessica’s number. “’Lo.”...
The shipment of raw materials was still on the schedule for a delivery to Mexico next Wednesday. He checked and made sure Gordon Roberts was still scheduled to make the run. Next, he clicked on the manifest and added the Blue Dog Company for an offload of kaolin. No one had ever questioned a deli...