CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Mr. Zee locked up his office and turned toward his secretary. “Loretta, I’m going downtown. Gonna find out a little more about this town, the history and such. Might be able to drum up more benefactors for Hillcrest.”
“Sure, Boss.” Loretta tapped on her computer keyboard, her eyes scanning one monitor to the next as she worked. Up to the minute technology.
He had been surprised at her abilities—especially with computing. Never put a blond down.
The wiring for this addition had been a nightmare, but he hadn’t backed down when the installation guy had complained. There was no way he would give up his bank of monitors. He needed to stay on top of things in Hillcrest.
So far, it had been a frustrating morning. After he’d seen Clarence leave, there had been two staff d
