Chapter Ten
Red may have been expressing condolences, but his gaze was sliding thoughtfully from one face to another, searching for a reaction.
Myrtle was searching, too. What she noticed was that no one had much of a reaction at all to this news. It was almost as if they’d just been notified that the kitchen was out of salmon and they’d have to change their order at a restaurant.
The only one of the group who seemed to have any sort of a reaction at all was Bettina. She shook her head and said, “That poor child.”
Terrell said petulantly, “Well, and now what happens to all that money and property? Surely Eugenia doesn’t have a will. How stupid this all is.”
Bettina’s voice was sharp in response. “Respect for the dead, Terrell.”
Maisy asked politely, as if she were a child who had jus
