Charley looked up at Frannie from her position on the kitchen floor. “I think a better question would be, why are you scrubbing floors when you were released from the hospital last night with a concussion?” Charley tossed the scrub brush into the bucket next to her and stood. “Ben called you, didn’t he?” Trying to miss the wet spot on the floor, Frannie pulled out a chair and sat down, leaning her elbows on the table. “Yes, he did. He was worried about you. And apparently with good reason.” Charley joined her, sinking heavily onto the cushioned seat. “You know I always clean when I need to think. And I’m fine. Not even a headache.” She tucked a strand of sweat-damp hair behind one ear. “How much did he tell you?” “Everything.” “At least that saves me the trouble of repeating it. I suppose you agree with Cole. He thinks Uncle Victor is capable of murder.” “Cole has good reason for thinking that. Your uncle hasn’t exactly been a sweetheart to him. Want a soda?”
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