Sunday morning
Amelia had offered to deliver, a proposal that Mason had immediately turned down. It wasn’t that he was worried about confidentiality or anyone knowing where he lived. Greg had assured him that Amelia’s business was well-grounded in her ability to keep her mouth shut and not cause any trouble; it helped with the whole concept of repeat customers. It had been the neighbours and their incessant need-to-knows when it came to everything little thing that Mason did. They liked to tell him it was because they were looking out for him but Mason wasn’t convinced. He was more than sure it had to do with their uncontrollable need to gossip.
He pulled out front of the building that housed Amelia’s office, the easiest place to make a pick-up he had told her, and immediately began to p
