Tallulah Speed (Tallulah Cove Book 5) by Casey Hagen

Author:Casey Hagen [Hagen, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hagen Novels, LLC
Published: 2019-08-19T18:30:00+00:00

Relaxed and excited to feed the people she loved, Valentina stood at the island, barefoot, in white jeans and an ivory sweater that fell off her shoulder. She suffered through wearing an apron for the first steps. She seasoned and braised the short ribs, then put them in the oven to cook, slow and low. She cleaned, peeled, and chopped the parsnips, carrots, and potatoes then drizzled them with avocado oil and sprinkled them with a variety of seasonings to roast.

She popped the corks on several bottles of red wine to let them breathe while she covered the island with appetizers. Sliced cheese, bread, a warm spinach dip, sesame crackers, Swedish meatballs, and so much more.

Voices drifted in from the entryway, and before long everyone was there, her gardening crew: Harvey, Ken, Brian, and Tara. Her housekeepers: Sally, Laura, and Amy. Camille was there, talking Luciano’s ear off about some cringe-worthy subject if his pained expression was any indication.

Even her bodyguards were there, without their intimidating suits, thank God. They stood around the kitchen and moved through to the sunroom while nibbling, drinking, and filling her house with happy laughter.

Dante and Jeremy stayed off to the side. Jeremy held a long-neck beer bottle in his hands while Dante sipped wine. They both scanned the crowd with shrewd eyes. They made a funny-looking pair, heads together like best friends. Dante looked like he’d stepped off the cover of GQ. Jeremy, the cover of an L.L. Bean catalog. Both hot, but in such different ways.

Well, enough of that shit.

She joined them with a glass of wine of her own. “You guys couldn’t be any more obvious if you stood here and declared it was Mrs. White, in the library, with the damn rope. Relax. I’m telling you, these people would not hurt me.”

Dante shook his head and downed the rest of his wine. “I’m not so sure…the P.I. found something.”

Valentina stiffened, not ready to hear it but needing to all the same. “What?”

“Someone called to find out how long they have to contest your father’s estate after the reading of his will.”

Valentina’s jaw dropped. A cold chill moved through her as the blood rushed through her veins, making her skin flush. “Who?”

“They don’t know. The assistant who took the call didn’t ask the caller’s name. Whoever it was knew the date that the will was read. That narrows things down but not among the people in this room,” Dante said with a frown.

“How long did they say someone has to contest the will?” Jeremy said.

“Until the end of the business day next Wednesday,” Dante said.

Valentina scanned the crew. Harvey had pulled out his half-dollar and cruised the room, pretending to pull it out from behind the ears of all the girls. Tara and Brian stood off in the corner, locked in some debate that had them comparing pictures they pulled up on their cell phones. Camille continued to freshen the platters because she had a hard time relinquishing control of the kitchen.

Mike

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