How to Tame a Silver Fox novel · Chapter 14 of 32

Chapter 14: Price

I did not answer Arlen.

At noon I answered the number the woman had left at the front desk.

Sabrina picked up on the first ring.

"Darling," she said. "I was beginning to think you were sulking."

"What do you want?"

"Top level of the garage behind the train station. Five o'clock. Come alone, and don't bring that cheerful little redhead."

"Why would I?"

"Because I can prove who drove, Willa. Your father swears it was Arlen. I have a different story, in his own voice."

She hung up before I could breathe.

I stood in the laundromat doorway with dryer lint floating in the sun and made one decision.

I put my phone in my coat pocket with the recorder already running.

The garage roof was open sky and oil stains, with a low wall around the edge and the river bright beyond it.

Sabrina stood at the wall in a cream coat and white gloves, holding her phone.

She was not smiling, which made her look like a stranger.

"Take your hand out of your pocket," she said.

I did.

"The phone's recording, isn't it? It's what I would do."

She shrugged.

"Keep it going. I'm only asking a favor between family."

"You're not my family."

"By Saturday, in law, I am."

She turned the phone in her gloved fingers.

"Three weeks ago, your father had his seventh bourbon and decided to be honest with me."

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