Chapter 16The next morning, after catching up April and Nana D on the escapade with the real Madam Zenya and Bartleby Grosvalet, I arranged a discussion with one of Hiram's granddaughters. April needed time to ponder all the news I'd spilled, so we agreed to meet later that day for a recap.
The last time I'd seen Carla Grey was at Braxton's graduation the previous spring. She'd become a junior art dealer at a charming boutique revitalizing the downtown district. A pretty, blue-eyed blonde who viewed flirtation as a competitive sport, Carla constantly played the field in search of the ideal husband. Although surprised to hear from me last night, she was thrilled to meet for coffee and had suggested I stop at the Grey mansion on my way to campus today.
I'd just been led into a grand sittin
