Chapter 6
The doorbell jingled as Geoffrey entered the dry-cleaning establishment after his morning run. He’d been using the small oddly-shaped shop since forever and had seen no reason to discontinue even after he gained his own property on the vast Dexington estate. If anything, he was a creature of habit.
The Dexingtons had returned yesterday, and Helen had been over the moon at Alex’s gift. It had been worth the stress to ensure its arrival on time. Since he had the morning off, Geoffrey figured it was a good time as any to pick up his laundry before heading off to attend to the Christmas farm, one of his investments.
He strode to the counter and noticed a lady he didn’t recognize sitting behind it and reading a book. Rows of clothes in transparent garment bags hung on wall racks be
