Shane pursed his lips, the disapproval plain upon his face.

Why did Sally have to speak up after I told Natalie that she had misheard it?

He had never met such a dense employee.

Natalie was amused by Shane’s scowl. “Get the door, please.”

“Don’t you want to go back to bed?” Shane asked.

“No, the sun’s up anyway.”

Shane grunted. Throwing the quilt off himself, he picked his robe up from the floor and opened the curtains and French windows with the push of a button on the remote control before opening the door.

As soon as the door was ajar, Sally grabbed Shane’s hand in her haste as she had mistaken him for Natalie. Upon realizing her error, she recoiled in fright at the fierce glare before her. “Mr. Shane, it’s you?” she blurted in her panic.

Shane was in no mood to address her foolish question. “What is it?” he snapped.

Sally straightened up. “Great news,” she announced solemnly.

sort of great

“An employee of the clubhouse caught the

them at the door with a triumphant smile on her lips. “Is

but I don’t think so.” Sally shook her head. “If it is, Mr. Campbell would have mentioned

fell at her

“Even if it is not Jacqueline, it is most likely her proxy. I’ll go over and see if I can

out and disappeared around the bend, leaving Natalie and Sally

guard down before attempting to frighten me again.

a pity that we did not manage to catch Jacqueline. She’s pretty clever to send someone in to do

out soon,”

will.” Sally nodded

said as she cast a glance

Nat.” Sally pulled her friend by

“What is it?”

cautiously, “I noticed that Mr. Shane looked at me quite

you didn’t,” Natalie assured her with a smile. “We were still asleep when you came knocking earlier. He’s just a

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