Let me be your turn-on, babe
Let me do you fine...
Let me feel your burn-on, babe,
Let me blow your mind...
Barry White's smooth basso voice competed with Brandon's tenor drawl on the phone.Finally Liberty grabbed her remote and flicked off the CD so she could concentrate on what her aide had to say while she soaked in the tub.
"Now tell me that again," she said as she slipped lower into the bubbles and relaxed against the pink, inflated headrest she used in the tub.
"Michele told me that Madeline Kime stands to inherit a sizable amount from Dr. Baumgard's estate."
"How much is sizable?"
"She hinted at half a million."
Liberty let out a low whistle.By today's standards, $500,000 wouldn't buy all that much what with taxes and inflation, but it was a lot more than she had in the bank."When is the reading of the will?"
"Tomorrow afternoon," Brandon revealed, "at the Rhett Baumgard mansion."He sounded a bit breathless, even excited, the result of downing a few Vespers.