Gigi stormed as she entered her apartment with Annelise. She threw her purse down on the table and kicked off her high heels before padding to her cupboard. “I need wine. How about you? Red or white?” “Whatever you have,” Annelise called back from the living room. Gigi returned with two glasses and a bottle of merlot. She poured wine for both of them, placed the bottle on the table between them, and sank into the comfort of her couch. “I hate people.” Annelise kicked off her own shoes and curled up on the chair across from her, sipping her wine as she did. “Don’t let one man represent an entire species.” “He didn’t even consider our offer. What does he mean, ‘it’s priceless’? He bought it. Which means it had a price. What’s the use of having money if I can’t use it for what’s important?” “You said Gio and Julia are flying in tomorrow morning, right? Maybe they’ll have a suggestion. Who knows, they might even know him.” “I can’t ask Gio to help me with this.”
