Jessica sat in the back of a cab, texting Ines.

[On my way. I'll be there in about ten minutes.]

[Okay, I'm waiting for you at the hotel entrance.]

Meanwhile, Sheila, knowing Mr. Smith was something of a wine connoisseur- with a special appreciation for rare vintages—had arranged for the delivery of two bottles of top-tier wine, aged nearly forty years.

Just then, her phone rang. It was the courier from the vineyard.

Sheila decided she'd meet the courier herself and told him to wait outside The Silverthread Eatery.

As she stepped out to the restaurant's entrance, she was surprised to spot Ines there.

Ines was glancing around, clearly waiting for someone.

Suddenly, Sheila recalled what Mr. Smith had said earlier he had two very important friends coming. She'd never met one of them, but apparently both were crucial to him.

had never been to Riverside City before, so there was

Sheila's expression darkened.

forced herself to move forward, feigning surprise as

Sheila, smiled

and he invited a few friends to join them for dinner. I know Mr. Smith

I'm here to meet

me, are you Miss Sheila Howard?" the courier approached, carrying a leather case designed for

that's me. Thank you," Sheila replied, taking the

up some wine. Since you're here for Mr. Smith as

said, glancing at her phone. "I'm waiting

but Sheila already had a good guess. Still, she smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'll take the wine up and ask the staff to let it breathe. See

The Silverthread Eatery and dialed Henry's

immediately, recognizing her caller

wanted you to stay so we could have

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