“Sugar, salt, fat. Three major food groups,” Charles said, and chuckled.
“Speaking of food …” Myra broke off a piece of her scone and handed it to Annie. “Leftovers.”
“Yummy! Got any more?” She gave Charles a puppy-dog look.
“I think that can be arranged. But mind you, it is left over from yesterday.”
Myra leaned in. “Had I known they were in the pantry, there wouldn’t have been any left over,” she whispered loudly.
“You’re doing a bang-up job on them today, love,” Charles teased.
Annie gladly accepted the warm, buttery, sugary ball of deliciousness. “So, Myra, continue on your train of thought. Sorry, we got derailed by pastry.”
“Obviously, we need to infiltrate each of the facilities. The Sisters will do the inside work, and Charles and Fergus can take care of the tech stuff. I suggest that you and I apply for residency. You can go to Arizona.”
“Ooh. I can have my golf cart shipped out there.” Annie hooted.
“Dear friend, you don’t want to bring too much attention to yourself.”
Charles laughed out loud. “Could be tricky, eh? Maintaining a low profile there, Annie.”
“Shut it, Charles. Although I do agree. It’s a tough job, but somebody has to do it.” She grinned. “Myra what about the two people living in the Arizona complex?”
“Yes.” Myra checked her notes. “Henry Pushkin and Frida Larsen.”
“Good. They will be my new pals.”
“I’ll register for senior living in Pensacola.” She turned to Charles. “Sorry, darling. I shall be a divorcée.”
“Better than being a widow.” Charles chuckled.
“Once we get everyone on the call, we can hand out assignments. Kathryn is at the ready to drive to Tempe. She’s about three hours away.”
“According to the information Lizzie got from Theresa, there is a horrid nurse at the long-term care facility,” Charles said. “Perhaps a job as an orderly would be a good fit for Kathryn.”
Annie wrote it down. “Right. We need someone inside with you, Myra.”
“Izzie?” Charles suggested. “Get her a job in the admin office. Hack into their system on sight and then feed it into ours.”
“Perfect,” Myra replied.
Annie was also scribbling on her notepad. “Now what’s left over as far as filling the gaps?”
“Do you think Yoko would want to work with the landscaping people in Florida?” Myra asked.
“She’s certainly qualified. Once I hear back from Maggie, and depending on Jeremy Sykes’s condition, I may send her to Florida to do an interview. We’ll tell him the paper is doing a story of the growing number of hit-and-run accidents in the country.”
“Excellent cover story.” Myra pursed her lips.
Annie continued, “Then I’ll send her out to Arizona to get the details from Theresa and see if the police have any other leads.” Annie began making her list:
1. Florida
•Myra—Resident
•Yoko—Landscaping
•Izzie—Administration
