My coffee mug spilled sideways as I slammed it down on the side table and huffed my way to the koi pond where Vivian French peered into the water like she'd find the answers I'd been looking for.

"Vivian." She squealed and spun at the sound of my voice. One high heel stuck in the soil, digging a big hole as she turned and jerked her foot free, shaking mud from her shoe with a look of disgust. "What are you doing here?"

"Fee." She clasped one manicured hand to her chest, ...