Chapter 11

Cam stood and turned to model herself for her grandmother.

“You look good, thinner, but good,” Chris affirmed. “These undercover assignments must be good for you.”

Cam looked at her grandmother in awe.

“I never said…” Cam started to object.

“You don’t have to. I just know. Grandmothers know these things. And I haven’t told anyone, so your secret’s still safe.”

Cam sat back in the chair. She was amazed. How long had she agonized over this?

“How…?” she started.

“Because I know you. Did you think for a moment that anyone who knows you would believe you were a crook?”

“I’d hoped so,” Cam admitted.

“Well, no one can tell that to a grandmother. Look at you! You’re the picture of health. No one doing what you’re supposed to have done can ever look that healthy. Did you get your jobs accomplished?”

“Yes,” Cam nodded proudly. “I did well.” The immense weight that had lifted off her shoulders almost made her dizzy.

“And now you’re off on another one?”