“Well, that was productive. I like that pretty little, I guess it was sort of Victorian best,” she continued, laughter in her voice, “which really surprises me because it was the modern stuff I thought I wanted. I can’t see the two being compatible. Mind you, it’s going to depend entirely on what it looks like inside of course.”

“What’s the next step?”

“When you find a property, you want to look at, you’re ready.” Cassy laughed, recalling her how she’d felt upon finding her home. Straightening she said, “Then we get an expert in to go over things like plumbing, electrical, furnace, fireplace, and the structural stuff including the roof and make sure it’s all solid with no major repairs pending.”

“You can make a bid beforehand, but make sure you have a codicil stating that only after completion of a pending inspection and its outcome, will you go ahead with the bid.”

“Great. I’m so glad we can do this together. I wouldn’t know where to begin.”

“It’s a process, and it can be lengthy. You won’t get into the house of your choice, for several months.”

“Yes, I remember how long it took you.”

Giggling, Cassandra remarked, “That’s me, the forerunner.”

The shrilling telephone sent chills down her spine. “God! That startled me.”

“Me too!”

“Hello?” Maggy said.

“Hello, Ms. Davidson?”

“Yes.”

“I’m Detective Maxwell Myerson. Is Cassandra Jeffreys with you?”

“Yes, she is, a moment please.” Covering the mouthpiece she explained who it was before handing the phone across to a watchful Cassy.

“Hello, Cassandra Jeffreys here.”

After identifying himself once more he went on, “I was hoping we could meet and discuss your case.”

“Certainly, I am free now.”

“Meeting at Ms. Davidson’s place good for you? Or would you prefer . . . “

“No, that’s fine. I would prefer Maggy be involved and heard everything first hand as I trust her implicitly and I’d rather not waste time explaining later.”

“Good, I have the address so I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.”

“He’s on his way over, Maggy.”

A fresh pot of coffee sat ready and waiting when he arrived. When the buzzer sounded announcing his arrival, Maggy let him in and within moments a knock sounded at her door.

“Ms. Davidson?”

“Yes, hello, please, come in.”

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