Deadly Appraisal
“I asked Gretchen after I’d settled myself into a guest chair positioned near her desk. “Sure,” she said. She hurried toward the warehouse, glad to have a way to help.While she was gone, I used her phone to call Pam Fields.“Pam,” I asked after a brief exchange of greetings, “by any chance, did you find that brochure? You know, the one for the cruise ship?”“I’m sorry, Josie, I haven’t had a second to look. I promise I’ll get to it today.”“That’s fine. What I’m really after is the name of the travel agent Maisy used. Do you know it?”“I should remember,” she said slowly, as if she was thinking hard. “I know she mentioned it. But I just don’t recall the name. I’m striking out for you today.”I reassured her that it didn’t matter and she again promised to track down the brochure.I called the Guild. A woman answered, maybe Maisy’s assistant, and I said, “Hi, this is Josie Prescott. I’m hoping you can help me.”“Of course.”“Maisy always told me how happy she was with the Guild’s travel agency, ...and I’m calling for the name.”“Sure,”MoreLess
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