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.

was only one

Sheila's expression darkened.

to move forward, feigning

smiled pleasantly. "You're

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

see. I'm here to meet Mr. Smith

Miss Sheila Howard?" the courier approached, carrying a

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

wine. Since you're here for Mr. Smith as well, shall

glancing at her phone.

good guess. Still, she smiled and nodded.

into The Silverthread Eatery and dialed Henry's

recognizing

you moved out. Why did you move out? I wanted you to

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