A week later, Chrissie still hadn’t made it out to Yatesville.
“Okay, what’s going on in that head of yours?” Sitting on a glider on her porch, Toni propped her Converse sneakers on the railing and rested a cup of hot cocoa on her chest. “I thought you were going to drive out there today.”
“I just got Prince Valiant back,” Chrissie said defensively.
“Yes, three days ago.”
“I had to meet with the lawyer handling the estate.”
“Drinks with Kate Robinson, in other words.”
“We combined business with beverages. What’s your point?” Catching up with Kate, who used to spend summers in Lost Harbor, had turned into a late-night gossip fest. Last spring, Kate had gotten together with the fire chief and was now Lost Harbor’s newest legal eagle.
Kate had told her that Ohlson had hired her to hand
