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 news?”

took a deep breath. “An employee of the clubhouse caught the woman who had been delivering

the door with a triumphant

so.” Sally shook her head. “If it is, Mr. Campbell would have

face fell at her

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

and disappeared around the bend,

been waiting for me to let my guard down before attempting to frighten me again.

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

soon,” Natalie

will.” Sally nodded in

first,” Natalie said as she cast a glance down at her

Sally pulled her friend by

“What is it?”

Shane looked at me quite fiercely earlier. Have

smile. “We were still asleep when you came knocking earlier. He’s just a little

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