Up Close and Personal. Fern Michaels
probably burned off the rubber on the tires. She was up to something. He could tell. And, she had a sheaf of papers in her hand. He felt a quiver of apprehension as he waited for Mitzi to climb the steps. Sometimes she reminded him of a gazelle.
“I come bearing news, darlin’. I have here in my hand the possible location of one Trinity Henderson. Now that you’re unemployed, I was wondering if you might be interested in checking this out. Of course, if you aren’t interested, I can always turn it over to an investigative agency. If you decide to check it out yourself, no one needs to know. I know how to keep my lips zipped.”
Jake stared at his aunt as he reached for the papers. “You want me to do this, don’t you, Mitzi? Do you mind telling me why?”
Mitzi turned on her heel. “What a silly question. Trinity was Harold’s daughter. Does that answer your question?”
“Guess so. I’ll let you know what I decide.”
“That works for me, darlin’.”
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