PROOF TO RUIN: 10 STEPS TO KILL A BILLIONAIRE
“Kath-er-ine Hall! As I live and breathe. Jo told me you were back but I thought she was having me on. Look at you, love! All grown up.”
“Miss Periwinkle,” I said, managing a smile. “I only got in yesterday, but I wasn’t planning on making it public knowledge just yet.”
She pushed a Tupperware container into my hands. “Lemon shortbread. A bit wonky, I’m afraid. Jo messaged me right as I was taking them out the oven. She said you weren’t picking up and she’s proper beside herself. Asked me to pop round and check you’re not wasting away in there all alone.”, her head peeking beside me to look inside.