Satisfied that her friend had settled in, Myra quickly moved through the house and down the steps. First, she phoned Annie. “Wait until you hear what I have to tell you!”

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

The next morning Myra, Charles, and Charlotte were sitting at the long kitchen table. “Edward should be pulling up shortly,” Charles announced. The girls would be arriving very soon, and neither Myra nor Charles wanted Charlotte to know there was something stirring, what with people coming and going at all times of the day. At least not until it became necessary.

Edward appeared at the front door of the farmhouse just as Annie and Fergus pulled the golf cart around to the kitchen door. It was often their mode of transportation between Annie’s and Myra’s. There were always at least two golf carts available to anyone at either of the homes. It was easier than pulling the cars around. And it was private. No one could see them moving about the vast properties. The same was true at Nikki and Jack’s. They also kept golf carts on the premises. Sometimes there was a real “need for speed.” However, it seemed like the “need for speed” always applied to whatever Annie was doing. She could take a curve on two wheels, much to Myra’s chagrin. And riding in a car she was driving on the highway was invariably a white-knuckle adventure.

Edward whisked Charlotte away just minutes before the sisters arrived. After entering the house from the kitchen, they greeted one another with hugs and kisses, doled out dog snuggles, and distributed dog treats. Then the sisters marched down the stone steps to the war room, where they would direct the effort to uncover the doctors’ schemes and would plan a mission to bring the unscrupulous practices of Live-Life-Long to an end and punish their perpetrators. And it would not be much longer if the sisters had anything to say or do about it.

After saluting Lady Justice as they entered, the seven women, Charles, and Fergus took their seats.

Myra began with the information she had gotten from Charlotte as Annie nodded at the hard truth. The women gulped at the amount of money. “Yes, over a hundred thousand dollars.” Myra shook her head in dismay. “I wonder how many other people have gone through this.” For the moment, that was a rhetorical question. They would find out soon. Whatever it took.