Chapter 170: Grieving Widow

"Fee!" Daisy's desperate blurting of my name told me everything I needed to know, even if I'd been blind to the animosity between the widow and the woman who hovered, nervous but angry, as if waiting for a hit that didn't come.

I was actually grateful for the as yet unexplained source of the pending confrontation about to unfold in front of me, taking the opportunity to use it to help pull myself under some semblance of not a crazy lady. At least, in comparison to the pair of women who faced off in my foyer.