“If I’d known he was going to see that woman again,” Lisa muttered, her arms crossed, “I’d have slept through the whole afternoon.”
“Maybe the Captain’s just scouting,” Lily offered, always the peacemaker. “I don’t think he means anything by it.”
Both Lisa and Bethany turned toward her at once, eyes narrowing like predators spotting prey.
“Oh?” Lisa arched a brow. “You sound awfully confident. Know something we don’t, sis?”
“Yeah!” Bethany chimed in, grinning mischievously. “Spill it, or we’re gonna tickle it out of you!”
Lily sighed, cornered between two relentless women. “Alright, alright,” she said at last, and reluctantly told them everything—her concerns about Joseph, Jackson’s suspicions, and why he might be avoiding direct confrontation.
Jackson had already reached Joseph’s ca
