was the exclusive country club that Savannah and the Hollingsworths and all of their wealthy friends belonged to. Stan had taken me there for lunch a couple of times. I would much rather have gone to the seedy diner Ryder took me to last night. However, the club was the perfect place to start my snooping. It would be packed with gossiping socialites, and the topic of the day should be Cecilia. After changing into the nicest dress I owned, I headed over to the club to meet Savannah. She was waiting for me at the front door. When we walked into the dining room, I could feel people staring and began to hear murmuring. Once we sat down and ordered our food, I whispered to Savannah, “I feel like I’m being watched.” She laughed nervously. “It’s not every day that someone goes running off the stage and vomits at a big fundraiser gala…” I covered my face with my hands. “Great. I’m that girl.” “Until they find something more interesting to gossip about, yes. Plus, you’re dating Stan, who’s persona non grata to this group after Abigail’s little accident.”
