Chapter 6
Kate still wasn’t sure how it had happened, but she had a meal to produce for eight of the world’s leaders and she didn’t have time to think about it.
The sous-chef de cuisine had panicked and run, shattering his hip when a Secret Service agent hit him with a linebacker tackle that drove him into a granite archway at the kitchen’s exit. Kate had initially wondered if it was a case of the sous chef murdering the chef de cuisine for advancement. Between cries of pain, the man kept babbling about never taking the job last week if he knew it would kill him.
Okay, new and panicky.
Whatever his issue, the kitchen had fallen into immediate disarray.
Her call for their attention had worked, and as suddenly as that, she was in charge.
The saucier, master of the cook top, knew little
