Jeri worked in the kitchen at Karla’s, doing exactly what the marketing executive told her to. She’d spent some time with the other woman over the past couple of months since she’d first talked to her about the cabins, and she wasn’t as stiff as Jeri had first judged her to be.
Emotion choked her, but she kept stirring the custard in the pot, just like Karla had told her to. It wasn’t quite custard yet, but when the cream boiled, they’d put in egg yolks and cook it into a fine pudding. At least that was what Karla had said.
“So he didn’t come out of the bedroom?” Karla asked, stepping next to Jeri at the stove to pour a container of half and half into a second pot.
Jeri shook her head. She’d taken the stuffing out of the oven and rapped on Sawyer’s bedroom door. He’d called that he wasn
