Chapter Eight
Appointment With Mr. Ingram
On Wednesday afternoon, the atmosphere in the offices of Riordan & McCall made a subtle shift. I’m not sure anyone paid attention to the change, unless they were aware of how the mood throughout was significantly lighter. Laughter and smiles brightened faces; chatter was brisk and animated, as if a dark cloud hovering over the building been had been swept away by a sudden gust of air. I felt the difference long before I noticed the shift, and noticed it when I saw Elsa and Michelea laughing together. I looked at them stunned by the oddity of this happening. Both young women looked as beautiful as teenaged girls primped for a Saturday night date. I smiled feeling uplifted by the surprising lightness of their spirits.
My suspicions of foul deeds
