“The buyers have waited long enough. We cannot hold the vineyards in limbo forever.”
“Who agreed to that date?”
“Caleb has handled the negotiations.”
“And you signed off on them?”
She tucked her handbag under her arm. “I am not going to defend every business decision to you.”
I put the form away. The closing date gave me less than two weeks to find out what had been moved, and why.
At 11:15, we were back in the family house hallway. Lorraine stopped beside a framed photograph of Hannah and me taken at a vineyard harvest dinner. She straightened its lower edge, then adjusted the frame beside it.
“Caroline has always been jealous of this family,” she said.
I had not mentioned Caroline.
“What does Caroline have to do with the hospital report?”
“She has always believed she should have more say in our affairs. She was Hannah’s friend, yes, but friendship does not make someone honest.”
“She runs the hospital. She should be able to tell me why the report is missing.”
