She reappeared in five minutes and pulled the driver’s side door open.
“You’re wanted indoors. Fred has Marianne Freemantle waiting in his library. He says she has a proposal that will interest you.”
Channing’s face was animated, her tone filled with excitement.
“It looks like pushing for the exhumation has made her change course.”
Nora climbed out of the car and extended her hand toward Channing, keychain dangling from her fingers.
“Take these. You may want to run the heater.”
Channing waved the keys away.
“I told Fred you’ll only listen to her offer in the presence of a witness of your choosing. Me.”
Nora threw her arms around Channing. “I’m lucky you’re on my side.”
“No luck involved.”
Channing gave her a quick squeeze before disentangling herself.
“You’re on the right side,”
