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From the Inside Flap
The building shook, rattling the overhead light fixture. The pile of paperwork on the chair spilled onto the floor.
Raina's wide eyes studied the other two women. Was that a bomb?
Myra Jo, her face pinched and white, crouched in her seat. Eden's gaze scanned the room, looking for a threat.
The office door banged open and Walt stuck in his head, his eyesbright and alert. Something snapped him out of his reverie. "Myra Jo, acar ran into the side of the building. Connie is on the phone with thepolice."
Myra Jo stood, swaying slightly until she stiffened. "Oh, my God.Could this day get any worse?" She followed the receptionist outsidewith Eden hot on her heels.
Raina trotted after the two women, but lost track of them in thegathering crowd and unfamiliar building. Once again, women left theirbeauty treatments to check out the ruckus. If there was no special runon the Gold Springs Weekly tomorrow morning, then Eden wasslacking off. Raina followed the herd outside and to the rear of thebuilding. She squinted against the bright sunlight.
At the flash of red, Raina raced toward the crash scene with herheart in a vise. Please don't let it be Po Po's car. Her grandmother was still in San Francisco but had left her car keys with her BFF in casethe car had to be moved from the senior center parking lot.
A red Miata--with her grandmother's license plate--stuck out from thebeauty salon side of the day spa, having shattered three of the glassstorefront windows. Part of the black-and-white-striped canopy coveredthe car like a shroud.