Chapter Ten
A Date WithJack Seacroft
The phone is ringing off the hook as I enter the house. Danny St. Regis from Ashford Glen. Ive been waiting for his call all day and to think I almost missed it, running around the yard chasing Poochie, the Cocker Spaniel I inherited from Ben. He plays this game like its great fun. Thank God, he was running toward the house when the phone started ringing. We slipped inside before my voicemail picked up.
I have lots of news for you, Tarin, Danny tells me, sounding out of breath.
Oh, God, I cant wait.
Im afraid youll have to. I have to catch a plane from Boston, Im at the airport right now. Emergency with another case. It really cant be helped. I hear the sincerity in his voice, but that hardly assuages my need to know what he knows.
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