Chapter 15We packed. Well, Lillian and I packed. Rachel said she had a lot of clothes at the villa and she could buy whatever she needed when we got there. We flew to Italy aboard the Gulfstream. It was a longer flight than I had thought, but we eventually landed in Florence. There was a brand new Ferrari convertible waiting for us.
The three of us walked around admiring it. Rachel inspected every detail.
“Is this a rental?” Lillian asked.
Rachel looked at us as if we were crazy. “Of course not. I bought it last night. I had them deliver it here.”
I broke out laughing as I squeezed Lillian’s hand. “Why did you have to ask?”
The Safeway employee, who had been our attendant, squeezed the luggage into the trunk. Then we piled into the car.
“Is there anything else you need, Ms. Fox?” he
