Chapter 35
Alana set her coffee down, grabbed her bag, and followed me to the door.
“Where are you going?” Frank called.
“I’ll call you later!”
We rushed to the Jeep and made our way to the Broken Yolk Café on Ynez.
“What are we doing?” Alana asked.
“Chanel is speaking to a group called California Women Lead. I thought we could bump into her.”
“How are we going to do that?”
Inside, I asked the hostess where the group was meeting and slipped behind the curtain that was supposed to keep them separate from the rest of the customers. I was relieved that we’d arrived early and found the room was empty, except for one woman walking around, distributing literature at each place setting. We stood unnoticed for a full minute before she looked up.
“Can I help you?”
“We must be early,” I sa
