Chapter 3
Regina sat back in the uncomfortable old rolling office chair, squeezing her eyes closed and rubbing her temples with one hand. She picked up her second cup of lukewarm coffee with the other, deciding the heartburn sure to follow was worth it.
A printed list on the battered and scarred wooden desk in front of her had several phone numbers crossed out at the top. Trevor’s customers she’d already contacted in town.
No luck on finding him. But she’d left word for him to call, and to spread the word about today’s delivery of herbal tea.
She’d tried his phone several more times too, just in case.
Either in a bad signal zone or the battery was still flat.
She’d never taken part in a mountain gossip relay product recall before. Hopefully it would do the job.
The bottom third of t
