~Christa~
Waking up with a monster of a hangover, I call Godfrey on the mansion line to please bring me coffee and hangover mix.
Fifteen minutes later he walked in with a tray of breakfast, coffee, orange juice, and the secret hangover mix the boys never shared with me.
Christa “Thank you, are my parents up yet?”
My voice cracks and my throat burns from all the alcohol I consumed. I don’t even want to open my eyes until the meds take effect.
Godfrey “They have left for the country club. It’s midday, and your butt is still in bed.”
Great… Now even he is even sounding disapproving.
Godfrey “The Maserati is back in the garage, luckily without a scratch, and you have to call your Captain. You do still work for the police, don’t you?”
I open one eye and look at him standing with his ha
