Emily found herself in familiar surroundings in the sprawling waiting area of Bradley Airport north of Hartford. It was now only minutes before her scheduled short hop to JFK and her flight to Heathrow.
She rang the B&B but there was no answer. Assuming Will wasn’t back yet from checking out Miranda’s roof, she decided to touch base with Babs.
At this point, two more people joined another couple chatting away on their cellphones sitting opposite her. She moved to a quiet corner and turned away from the pulsating cell conversations of a half-dozen others as Babs picked up almost immediately.
“Hold it, okay?” Emily said, set to avoid the usual overlapping static on Babs’s part. “This is the deal. You get two minutes to pass on Chris’s disclosure about the regulations loophole and then bac
