CHAPTER NINE
So much for getting home before dark.
The sun had fully set as Vera Langley drove out of Pierre, headed for her home in Norvander.
She’d meant to leave earlier. She really had. The South Dakota Farm Association’s annual conference had been over at five, and it was only an hour’s drive to her farmhouse outside of the capital. But Ed had picked a restaurant right on the river, and she’d been starving.
Plus, Ed had begged her, and he was the boss. A silver tongue, just like the mighty Missouri, glowing outside their window overlooking downtown Pierre. He’d spent most of the time talking to her about her future in his company. She’d only been working for TAYS-T, his pet food business, for three months-- she was in procurement—but he seemed to think she had the intellect and sa
