Oliver furrowed his brow as he stared at his phone. [Spill it.]
George replied to Oliver, [We’ve confirmed that Ms. Josefina was indeed at the lab that day with Percy and Luke.]
Oliver’s frown deepened, and then he typed back, [Josie’s got a knack for healing, and Percy’s a doc. It’s only natural she was there for some medical emergency.]
[Oliver,] George ventured, [is it possible that Ms. Josefina is the new heir to the House of Adams?]
Oliver said, [Can you shut up?]
George’s hands trembled as they clutched the phone. Had he just stated the obvious, the fact that Oliver had known all along?
George quickly deleted the message and added, [You’re absolutely right, Oliver. Ms. Josefina is as delicate as a lamb, too frail to fend for herself. She must have been there to lend a hand.]
Oliver didn’t respond, and George felt like he’d dodged a bullet.
Slipping the phone into his pocket, Oliver overheard Brandon say, “Hey, Oliver, I heard at dinner that Judson gave Josie a present. This Judson guy, could he be Judson Adams?”
Oliver Said, “Grandpa, you’re overthinking it.”
Brandon just grunted and dropped the subject.
Oliver made every effort to keep Josefina’s cover intact. Seeing that she didn’t want to blow her cover, he played along. Whatever Josefina didn’t want to do, he wouldn’t push.
...
After a tiring day, Josefina headed upstairs early for a shower.
When she emerged, wrapped in her bathrobe with her hair tucked in a towel turban, two visitors were scanning the room.
Percy and Luke chuckled upon seeing her.
“Boss, your digs are pretty nice,” Luke observed. “The Harrisons sure treat you better than the Antonios.”
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