Janey tucked her letter back into the envelope and slid that into her purse. She hadn’t told Tessa about it, though she’d relayed most of the information she’d learned in New York City. They’d talked about Dennis’s children, and Janey had told her about the visit from his thin, blonde daughter.
She did wonder what was in the envelope Aleah Martin had dropped on the floor outside the owner’s suite, but Janey pushed it from her mind.
She finished packing and took her suitcase out to the kitchen. Tessa’s bag sat on the table, and she stood at the window in the kitchen that looked out toward the ocean.
“Ready?” Janey asked.
Her sister turned from the window, a tired smile on her face. “Yes.”
Janey poured herself a cup of coffee and set the pot in the sink. She washed it out, knowing she h
