Chapter Fifty

Ace

I walked into the house after arguing with Paul over the phone all the way home. He was unhappy with a new client I had elected to take on, telling me that we should be choosier now that the company was on steadier feet. But I figured that, as long as the client had the money, we had the service. It was our clients that made our reputation. We could both use that argument until we were blue in the face and both be right. And I was the boss.

But you would think that it was Paul’s name in the door, the way he hammered at me over these things. And he had been in charge so much lately, what with the attention I was giving to Kaya. I was grateful to him, but I was going to take on the clients of my choosing.

I just wanted to see Kaya’s face. I was so exhausted. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go to this party tonight, no matter how many times I had promised Margaret I would. But Kaya wasn’t in the sitting room. She wasn’t on the porch, either.

I went through the maze of rooms at the back of