CHAPTER 15Two days later, at nine forty-five, Abby met Jen at her office. Jen looked exactly like she did in her pictures: short, with black hair cut into a bob and intelligent brown eyes. Abby heard Jen’s heart start beating faster as she held out her hand.
Jen had a firm handshake. “Nice to meet you in person, Abby. What’s in the backpack?”
“Books. I figured I might need a tome or two while I’m there. Not sure if they’ll restrict my access to the internet.”
“You’ll have access to everything you need to complete your research.”
Abby smiled. “I doubt watching YouTube will be considered appropriate for research.”
“Depends how you spin it,” Jen chuckled.
Abby really liked Jen. They sat down and started chatting about the books in Abby’s collection. They were mostly old romance novels o
