Chapter 1
The phone rang. It was precisely nine o'clock.
"I'll get it!" Pippa shouted.
"No!" I dove past the tow-headed ten-year-old and frantically grabbed the telephone. From the moment my young charge had gotten out of bed, she'd been so high-strung that I'd finally tickled her until she'd yowled she would pee her pants. It was a bad day for my employer, Adam, to have to go into work, but what could he do? Get fired from his job because every time his ex-wife called, she set Pippa into a tizzy?
"Hello?" my voice warbled with trepidation.
"Ahh, Rosie…" a warm voice greeted me.
Oh. Thank God! It was Linda Hastings. Not the Black Widow.
"Hello Linda." I glanced furtively at Pippa. "I was just thinking about you. Do you need any help today?"
"Only if you and Pippa don't have plans."
