Page 95 of Ice Princess

The conversation is nauseating and, since I don’t particularly like any of the people here, I decide to leave.

But before I can, the door widens and Stewart Kinsey walks in. His scowl deepens when he sees me, however, he doesn’t say a word. I give him a good, solid glare before walking out.

The elevator dings while I’m looking for a place to sit and three ladies dash through the hallway. Marjorie White is leading the charge.

Marjorie’s eyes widen when she notices me. “Rebel, Rebel. Oh thankgoodness.”

My brows fly all the way up to my hairline. Did… Marjorie White just smile at me? Since when does that woman’s face know such pleasant expressions?

“We just heard the news about Carol,” Cecelia Davis says.

“How is she?” Rosalie Davis leans into me, her eyelids batting up a storm.

If Stewart Kinsey is a five out of ten on the creepy scale…

Marjorie White and her minions arebreakingthe scale.

“Uh, she’s okay. Her family’s with her now.” I step aside so they can rush in.

But they don’t.

“Rebel, you look absolutely drained. Let me see. I’ve got a bottle of iced tea in my purse.” Marjorie opens her giant bag and rifles through it.

“Do you want some chocolate?” Cecelia offers.

Rosalie walks backward. “I’ve got nothing but mint, but I can run down to the vending machine and get you a cup of coffee.”

Fear seizes my heart and my eyes dart back and forth. Marjorie and her posse must be up to something truly horrific.

“Here you go.” Marjorie offers the drink.

It’s probably spiked. “I’m not thirsty.”

“Chocolates?”

I shake my head at Cecilia.

“Coffee, then? I’ll grab a cup.” Rosalie darts away.

Unnerved, I gesture to the hospital room. “I’ll wait downstairs. You guys should head in.”

“Wait.” Marjorie slides into my path. “I have something I need to discuss with you.”

“I really don’t have time?—”

“It’s Lady Luck Society business,” Marjorie tacks on.

“Lady… Luck Society?”

Marjorie nods. “You’re Gunner Kinsey’s girlfriend, aren’t you?”

“I… am.”

“We heard what Carol said about Kinsey wives and girlfriends getting legacy privileges.”

Well, I’ll be.

Marjorie White is having herself a mutiny. Carol Kinsey is lying in the hospital bed only a few feet away and she wouldnotapprove of this conversation.

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