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.

great

a deep breath. “An employee of the clubhouse caught the

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

sure, but I don’t think so.” Sally shook her head. “If it is,

face fell at her

likely her proxy. I’ll go over

another word, he stepped out and disappeared around the

down before attempting to frighten me again. It’s a good

we did not manage to catch Jacqueline. She’s pretty clever to send someone in to do her dirty

soon,” Natalie answered

will.” Sally nodded

as she cast a glance down

Sally pulled

“What is it?”

head and asked cautiously, “I noticed that Mr. Shane looked

asleep when you came knocking

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