Autumn held out her hand. “I’m Autumn Clarke.” The name rang hollow with the new knowledge of her heritage.
“And I’m Stephanie Douglas.” She giggled as she held out her hand. Greg ignored her. Stephanie’s hand fell to her side.
“Does Beatrice know?” Greg grumbled.
“I’m not sure. I’d be grateful if you’d let us get on our way.”
Greg Manning hesitated before stepping aside. “I can show you the way to the private residence. Do you have a key?”
“Yes, do you?”
“I do. I’m the caretaker of this property. I have access to all areas.”
Autumn decided to review his access and then change the locks.
“Lead the way,” Autumn instructed.
He turned and started down the path. Chrissy stopped growling and followed him with Autumn and Stephanie bringing up the rear. Autumn turned back to make sure St
