Chapter 92

“Yes,” she finally said.

“If you want to be up and about when the nanny gets here, it’s time to get started,” I said through the closed door.

“Thanks. I’ll be out shortly.”

She was as good as her word. When Marco escorted a visibly nervous Lucia into the sitting room, Gert was sitting in a wingback chair, sipping a cup of coffee and looking every bit the nurse, complete with uniform. Fortunately for us, the two women had personalities that meshed perfectly. In fact, two days later, Gert was persuaded to leave the kids with Lucia and accompany us to the hospital where Marco had arranged for Malcolm to roll out the red carpet and give her a grand tour.

“You’re up to something,” I said when he told me what he’d arranged.

“You bet. Gert isn’t happy being semi-retired. She has years of experience as a supervisor of nurses, and Malcolm needs a new one. As far as I’m concerned, it’s a perfect fit.”

“Are you just gonna drop it on her?”