“We did: Rey, Linda and I.”
“You"d better come over—hold on. Yes, Sonie?” A brief muffled conversation ensued as William held a hand over the phone. “Company—dressed in blue—has arrived. If you don"t want to deal with the police, come in through the rear. Chad, our electrician, is working on the ohana. I"ll have him stay so that he can meet you.” He gave instructions for an alternate entrance to the estate.
ohana* * *
William strolled into the expansive Howell kitchen. We were drinking Phoenix Bird oolong tea from pretty MacKenzie-Childs terracotta cups (these days, Rey had a real thing—obsession—for checking labels) and nibbling homemade shortbread cookies made with so much sugar and butter, anyone with coronary heart disease would be in serious trouble. The storm that had threatened t
