Thoughtfully, Zoe had not broached the subject of Susan’s planned spring vacation with real-estate shark Morgan Duke.
They crossed the street in a rush, falling in behind the students streaming toward the school. Zoe spoke hurriedly, almost frantically, while they walked.
“Duke’s son, the creepy one, he works at the town dump now.” Zoe’s expression was almost triumphant. If there was any spectacular revelation to be gained from this knowledge, however, Penny was missing it.
“Okayyyy …” Penny waited for the conclusion, if one was forthcoming.
“Ernest Price owns the property the dump is on,” Zoe said. “He leases it to the town for almost nothing.”
“That’s very generous of him,” Penny said sarcastically, still not getting the point.
“Come on … it’s like having a brother as sheriff.
