QUEEN, BELLE IN TOW, reached the Lab and was heading to the morgue to make arrangements to get Lily home when Cora spotted her and wiggled a finger at her.
Queen turned to Belle.
‘Would you sit over there? I’ll just see what she wants.’
She approached the receptionist, who whispered, ‘Husband called.’ The wise older woman looked her in the eyes and said, ‘Call him. I suggest you tell the truth and nothing but the truth. I’ve got a feeling your man does not take kindly being kept in the dark.’
She picked up the phone and gave it to Queen.
‘Now’ she added.
Her heart still racing, Queen took the phone; to ease her tension, she asked the maternal receptionist, ‘How much is he paying you?’
The Spanish señora beamed and said, ‘Oh, he’s a good man, that one. Can’t let you keep running off
