“You’ll find out tonight,” I said.
Walter turned to her. “The banquet will go ahead, but Rachel will help organize it.”
“Her? Absolutely not!”
“Then I’ll explain to the board why I withdrew my recommendation.”
That could be interesting.
“You’re blackmailing me!”
“I’m giving you a chance to prove you care about charity.”
Beatrice glared at me. “Fine. But no public humiliation.”
“Then you’d better behave.”
She stormed off to call her husband.
You’ll find out tonight.
I glanced at the brochure in her cart.
Beatrice’s smiling face filled the cover.
“Compassion Begins With Us,” I read aloud. “Quite a slogan.”
Walter chuckled.
“Especially after this morning.”
“Trust me, tonight’s going to give it a whole new meaning.”
No public humiliation.
He smiled. “I’ll make sure you have everything you need.”
Beatrice returned, still looking annoyed.
“Are we done here?”
“For now,” I said.
