An hour later, we leave the hospital, relieved to have Stacy back but anxious about Bleu. Did she stay inside Elise’s Herbal Shop? Had she made amends with Orphan Bleu and Madame Varon?
Disquiet settles in my mind the moment we enter the hotel. Doubtful that Bleu achieved her goal, I’m on my toes, alert to every vibration, awaiting her next visitation. Arriving back in the suite, the guys plop on the sofa with simultaneous sighs. I race upstairs, hunting for Stacy’s diamond cross, finding it on Stacy’s pillow. Thank goodness Bleu had the heart to leave it where Stacy would find it. I place it on the nightstand and head back downstairs. The moment I sit on the sofa, Jude’s cell phone rings—an invitation to a jazz club from their frat brothers. Eager to dispel tension and have fun after the
