Jacqui woke up with the shrill ringing of the phone next to her bed. It had been a late night and she felt groggy, not quite ready for the day yet.
“Morning Jacqui, it is Bill, how are you doing?”
“I am fine Uncle Bill. What’s up?”
“I am phoning to let you know that the Barnes’ property registered yesterday. That lovely fat commission you earned on that one should be in your bank account by this afternoon. I’ve asked one of the girls to order champagne and flowers and to have it delivered to them, I trust that will be fine with you.”
“I would have loved to take it myself, but it is a bit difficult to leave home right now…”
“Why can’t you leave your home, Jacqui?”
Jacqui filled Bill in on the shooting incident. She did not tell him about Brian though, somehow feeling that it was so
