Chapter 13
Mickey Dunner was always perfectly on time. She was never late and never earlier. She always showed up the moment she said she would, and at ten in the morning, Mickey strode in with three travel mugs.
"LJ isn't here," Becky said. She had given LJ the day off. She deserved it.
"I guess you can have this later, then," Mickey said.
"Well," Becky said. She pointed towards the door as Eve Lucas walked in. She looked clean and professional, having just come from the paper offices, whereas Mickey was in an old pair of sweats.
"Eve? Really?" Mickey asked, raising an eyebrow. Becky nodded. She had wanted both of them here while they talked this over.
"This is very important," Becky said, "and I want both of you here." She took a travel mug from Mickey, sipped from it and placed it
