Chapter Seven
Uncle Landon works in a row of historic houses that have been converted to exclusive office space. It takes both a large monthly fee and personal connections to score a lease here. A wooden sign nestled in a pile of heart bougainvillea proclaims the office of Landon Moore, Financial Advisor. He’s been a family friend since before I was born. A trusted confidant. And the executor of my trust.
I climb the stone steps and knock on the stately door. He normally operates by appointment only, but the James family has never needed them. And he hasn’t answered any of my calls from the pay phone on the corner since I got to the Rose and Crown.
Of course I dread seeing him again. The last time we met was at my virginity auction. That will be the most embarrassing part of this conver
