"Welcome! What would you like to drink?"

"A cup of tea."

Sabrina spoke, her gaze scanning the interior of the shop until it settled on Mrs. Wright, seated in the corner.

"Mrs. Wright."

"Sabrina, what brings you to contact me so suddenly?" Mrs. Wright inquired.

A hint of mysterious smile played on Sabrina's lips.

"Is it related to me?"

"Indeed," Sabrina replied, dropping the pretense of mystery.

She knew exactly what Mrs. Wright needed at the ...