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.

there was only one logical conclusion: his two important friends were Ines

Sheila's expression darkened.

she forced herself to move forward, feigning

upon seeing Sheila, smiled pleasantly. "You're here

this time, and he invited a few friends to join them for dinner. I know Mr. Smith as well, so he

I see. I'm here to meet

are you Miss Sheila Howard?" the courier approached,

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

Ines. "I just came down to pick up some wine. Since you're here for Mr. Smith as well, shall

glancing at her phone.

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

walked into The Silverthread Eatery

immediately, recognizing her caller

wanted you to

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