Chapter 7
“And what then?” Perrin leaned in close and eager.
Maria wasn’t quite sure why she’d called Perrin for lunch. It was Monday and the restaurant was closed. She also hadn’t expected Jo and Cassidy to show up as well, though she should have. They were so close that you couldn’t call one without calling all three. Perrin’s shop was nearby, Cassidy’s office was in her home just a few blocks from the Market, and Jo was the Market’s Managing Director, even if it was technically her day off as well.
The four of them sat upstairs at Lowell’s Restaurant in the Market, a small table close against the windows facing the Sound. She and Perrin were splitting a Chicken Apple Salad, Jo and Cassidy a Grilled Vegetable Panzanella, a Tuscan rustic bread salad.
“He made me an espresso.”
Perrin’
