Tattered Legacy (A Nora Abbott Mystery)
“Abigail sat in the passenger seat, her head held at an angle, staring ahead, ramrod straight like a steel statue. Abbey sat up in back, greeted Nora with a cold nose to her cheek, and turned his attention to the windshield to help Nora watch the road.
“What’s the matter?” Nora asked.
Abigail appeared every bit as frightened as when the Jeep caromed down the mesa. “Nothing.”
Nora exhaled in frustration. “Mother.”
Abigail spied her from the corner of her eye without turning her head. “I can’t stand that man.”
“Which man?”
“Warren Evans. He’s a scoundrel and a cheat.”
Knowing how Abigail admired wealth, this news surprised her. “That sounds personal.”
“It is.”
“You know Warren Evans?”
Abigail folded her arms and stared straight ahead.
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