Fool’s Gold Series Volume Four by Susan Mallery

Author:Susan Mallery [Mallery, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460391303
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises Limited
Published: 2015-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

FELICIA HAD THE entire Fourth of July festival reduced to a diagram and a flow chart. She’d organized by time, location and type of booth. She was ready. Or as close to ready as one could be before the actual event took place. It wasn’t as if she could cook the food or anything, but if she could, she would have that started, too.

Thirty-seven hours and counting, she thought. Thirty-seven hours until the vendors arrived and started setting up. The deliveries had been confirmed, as had the workers who would help. The decorations were in place. Every light pole on the main streets had either bunting or a flag. She knew the exact time the parade would start and who would be in it.

She’d planned ops before. She’d been responsible for moving millions of dollars’ worth of equipment, not to mention soldiers, planes and boats, but nothing had prepared her for what it was like to be facing her first festival in Fool’s Gold.

“I can do this,” she told herself as she stood in the center of her office. She was strong. She was smart. She was not going to start hyperventilating. If she did, she might pass out, and hitting the floor would likely cause some kind of injury.

Focus on your office, she told herself. She liked her office. It had lots of windows and commercial grade internet connections, and everything was organized the way she liked. She’d put Pia’s massive Rolodex into a database and then downloaded it to her tablet. She had access to more information than any president before 1990.

Neutiquam ero. I am not lost.

Right. Because she wasn’t lost. She knew exactly where she was and what she was doing. She would keep breathing and everything would be fine. She was sure of it.

* * *

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND.”

Felicia smiled politely and pointed to the map. “Your booth is here.”

The tall, dark-haired woman in jeans and a T-shirt with a tarot card of the Magician glared at her. “I can see what’s printed on the page. I’m saying I don’t understand because that’s not my spot. I have the same spot every year. It’s over there, by the corn dog stand. I get a lot of business from people eating corn dogs. No doubt they’ve guessed that hideous, processed meat is going to kill them so they want to find out when their life is ending. I can help them with that.”

She moved her lips in what Felicia thought might be a smile, but it was hard to tell. It looked a little like a snarl, too.

“I’ve moved your booth,” Felicia told her.

“Move it back. People come looking for me. I need to be where they’ll find me.”

“They’ll find you very easily.” Felicia did her best to appear patient, even if she was getting frustrated by the woman’s obvious lack of vision. “You’re now going to be on the way to the park. People will pass by you as they go listen to the band playing.

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