The Lush Life (Samantha Jamison Mystery Book 8)

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there was none forthcoming.
    Clay kissed me again.
    And I melted into him again.
    Then he put me at arm’s length. “We need a plan.”
    “That’s what I said all along,” said a familiar voice.
    We both turned to the doorway and stared at Martha.
    “I admit, we did try real hard not to listen, right ladies?”
    The rest of our crew filed into Alicia’s office, laughing.
    Mona asked, “Ever thought of a doing a reality show?”

 
     
    Chapter 27
     
    Mensa Meeting Of The Minds
     
    Definition of Mensa: an organization of people with high IQ’s of 130 and up. It includes members of all ages.
    We had our own little group going. We all had pretty sharp IQ’s and our ages varied quite a bit. So I guess this was the perfect time for another meeting of our minds.
    Every chair in Alicia’s office was occupied. Phones and iPads were out as well as my laptop, open and ready with my fingers hovering over the keyboard. Everyone gave their opinion on what had happened over the last couple of days as the others took note. It was pretty much just like I had portrayed to Clay. Then the subject of Tony came up.
    They knew they’d find out more if he thought we two were alone, so they scrambled up the office back stairs to the Master and snuck along the upper hallway, hidden to watch us from above. Tony didn’t have a clue as his eyes were glued to me. I knew they were there, but Tony didn’t.
    “So what do we do about Rhett’s sister?” asked Betty.
    “Who’s Rhett? Am I missing something?” Clay asked.
    Several minutes later he had the Gone-With-The-Wind explanation and just shook his head.
    “Sam, you and I should sit down and to talk to Scarlett.”
    “I agree. We all can’t be there for it. She tends to drink when nervous. And we’re about out of Southern Comfort.”
    “Obviously, she got a bogus email too,” said Martha.
    “And I fell for it hook, line, and sinker,” I said, annoyed with myself.
    “Just like I did mine,” said Mona. “What about Teddy?”
    “As Martha found out,” said Clay. “He was duped too.”
    “I don’t think we should let Scarlett or Teddy in on what is really going on just yet until we figure this out,” I said.
    “Which is what?” Martha asked.
    “A potential book theft, by who or which book we’re not so sure yet.”
    “Martha, why don’t you, Hazel and Betty stay here with Sam and keep going through the books,” Clay suggested.
    Martha nodded. “Good idea.”
    I turned to face Mona. “You keep Teddy medicated and Scarlett far from thirsty so you can keep tabs on them. Hopefully, they’ll stay in their rooms and away from the rest of the house and us.”
    She agreed. “I’ll check out Scarlett’s profile online too.”
    “I’ll travel to the sanatorium for some leads,” said Clay.
    I didn’t like that one bit. “You’re leaving again?”
    “Hey, it’s only for an afternoon. I’m taking Tony too.”
    He was right. We agreed earlier to go for the other fee.
    “We’ll hold off talking to Scarlett until you return.”
    Clay laughed. “What could possibly happen until then?”
    None of us females said anything for a full minute. We all stared at Clay like he was an alien. After all he’d heard?
    Maybe he didn’t qualify for this Menstrual meeting...

 
     
    Chapter 28
     
    Stacking Up Books & Possibilities
     
    Martha, Hazel, Betty, and I searched through the family room books and were now in the great room. I placed a cotton tablecloth on the long dining table there so when we sifted through the books, it was the perfect place to inspect each one carefully and big enough to handle the four of us simultaneously. We began grabbing a few books to inspect when we heard someone clear their throat behind us.
    We all turned. It was Lucas, wearing his usual smile and holding a bucket with cleaners, cloths, and paper towels.
    What was he doing inside the house and here now?
    “Good morning, ladies,” he said. “What are you doing?”
    I smiled back.

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