“I’m here first of all because Julian asked me and I wanted to help you,” Grace began finally. “But,” she said after a pause, “I know about Patricia Ingersoll and her accusers.” Her accusers? Had I imagined it, or had Grace’s voice hardened? In any event, my antennae zinged straight up.
“Okay.” I concentrated on sounding nonchalant. “I guess the news is out everywhere about. Drew Wellington—and Patricia’s arrest. But I’m not supposed to talk about the case.”
Grace’s tone softened. “You don’t have to talk to me about it if you don’t want to, Goldy, but I need to get into Drew Wellington’s house.”
I burst out laughing so fast that coffee shot out my nose. Okay, I wanted to know about Sandee Brisbane. Patricia Ingersoll had been arrested. There was that map they’d found on Drew. And now Gr
