Eleanor blanched. “This is getting out of control. You need to call April right away.”
Things began to make total sense. I'd smelled the cinnamon rolls at the rehab center the day Hiram had been killed. Percy was in the hallway right beforehand. The bar had smelled oddly saccharine. I'd assumed it was the drinks, but it wasn't. Were Natasha and Percy working together to secure him the judge's position so Hampton wouldn't leave ReedWell? I needed to track them down immediately but had no idea where they could've hidden.
Nana D had mentioned something about Percy going away for the weekend. Could she help? I dialed my grandmother's number and patiently waited for her to answer.
“Made any progress with things, brilliant one?” Nana D was humming to music in the background and ordering a dri
