Chapter 250: Heather

Heather Parborough nodded to me, clearly nervous. "Hi, Fee. Sorry to be coming in so late." It really wasn't that late, only about 10PM. Her anxiety reminded me I'd caught her sneaking out of Lester's office, hadn't I?

"No problem, Heather," I said. "Can I offer you anything?" We'd had coffee enough times in the past surely it didn't sound like too fishing of a question.

She hesitated, like she wanted to take me up on my offer, but shook her head. "Thanks. It's been a long day. Just going to get some sleep."

I spoke up quickly before she could head for the stairs. "A shame about Lester," I said. "They still don't know what happened to him." Wow, was that a flinch of guilt? Sure looked like it. "I know you two worked closely together to build interest in the marina." Okay, I was guessing, but she nodded so my guessing paid off. "I hope his loss won't mean trouble for you and your business."