“Did he tell you more about the man?”
“No.”
She’s being vague. I’ll probably have a better chance of getting more information from her at lunch.
“What time?”
Her eyes light up as she smiles. “I’ll pick you up at nine thirty. Thank you so much!”
She turns and paddles toward her cabin before I can rethink anything.
Nine thirty. Dammit. The lunch will be after. I’ll have to get more information on the drive there.
With my limited time, I finish kayaking around the lake. As I continue back to my cabin, I’m no longer relaxed. All I can think about is why Savvy is scared. When we met, Maria mentioned she’s been an agent for over ten years. Showing buildings is nothing new to her.
Well, there’s no point in stewing on the matter. I’m notgoing to really know what’s going on until I can get more information from Savvy.
After getting back and showering, I remember I only brought casual clothes with me this weekend. Every time we met with Savvy to discuss cabins, she always wore a dress. Each time, a different dress, but they all fit her nicely.
No. Can’t let my mind go there. It’s true that when we first met, I found her very attractive. That was until she showed her true colors as rude and snooty. I laugh. Snooty is a funny word. But it fits how she’s looked at me down her nose.
My phone buzzes as I finish my breakfast of eggs and coffee. Maria is calling.
“Hello? Everything all right?” I ask.
She laughs. “Yes, of course.”
“Mmm hmm. You’re never up this early.”
The sound of liquid pouring comes through the phone.
“Yeah, I am. I’m already at work. I’m a morning person now.”
I laugh. “You’re getting coffee in your kitchen.”
“Uh-huh. And I work from home. I’m already at work.” She has a point.
“Well, good for you for getting up early.”
“Thank you. Nighttime always got me into trouble. Anyway, I’m calling to say thank you.”
I put my plate in the sink and then turn around to lean against the counter. “For what?”
“For helping Savvy. She told me you agreed to go with her. Has she told you what’s going on?”
My sister knows? Interesting. “No, she didn’t. Why is she scared?”
Maria sighs. “She needs to tell you.”
“It would really help if I knew what I was walking into,” I say.
She doesn’t respond.
“Can you clue me in here?”
“Fine, but get the details from her.”
“Okay,” I say.
