Chapter 27

When Ted returned she asked softly, “You wouldn’t happen to know where I could get some ice, would you?”

He looked at her strangely. “For your drink?”

Cam chuckled. “Yes. For my drink.” She shook her head and grinned at him.

He looked back at her questioningly.

“My friend, Molly, gets me some stuff in Montreal but she hasn’t been out here lately.”

Ted looked at her thoughtfully. “Write your name and number down and I’ll get in touch with you if I hear of anything.” He reached under the bar and handed her a notebook and a pen.

“Do you really think you can find me something?” she asked.

“I’ll try.”

Cam carefully wrote her name and phone number in the book.

* * * *

Four days later, on a Monday afternoon, Cam sat at the same bar nursing a drink. Ted had greeted her like an old friend, even remembering her name.

“How’ve you been doing, Cameron?” he asked.