It hadn’t been long after that she’d found out the man had taken Cora’s old position at their old hospital. Frazer couldn’t even blame him. She had, however, been left with the unsettling feeling that Alec knew something about her situation. It was the same feeling she’d had when he’d called her to his office purely to tell her to vacate the premises immediately.

Another reason Frazer was oh so happy she’d left. And that she’d walked away from Cora—it could never have worked under those circumstances.

Though not long passed before she began to wonder where Cora had gone and what she was doing. Tia had told her that Cora had quit. But even she didn’t know where she was. What Cora was doing.

Thankfully, the new business kept Frazer distracted. Thankfully, Tia had also come on board as her receptionist. Frazer soon realised that she’d be lost without the woman.

“That’s, uh, great. I was starting to get desperate.” Frazer said, noticing that she’d been quiet on her end for far too long.

“I have it on the best authority that this one is good. Probably the best for this position.”

“Wow. That’s high praise coming from you.” Frazer couldn’t let a conversation with Tia go by without at least one ribbing.

“Yes, well, then you know it’s true. She can meet for an interview tomorrow.”

“So fast? Great. What time and where?”

“Café on the corner of Banksia and West at three o’clock.”

If they could get a social worker, that meant they would be fully staffed. Frazer had considered not using one, but after having Cora on from the beginning, she’d realised how invaluable her knowledge of the workings of the government, her connections, and her ability with people had been. If the programme was going to do what Frazer wanted, she needed one.

And maybe she’d left it so long because, in reality, Frazer felt like the position belonged to someone else. Which was Frazer’s fault, since she’d iced Cora out.

But it really was time to let go of that.

“Great, thanks, Tia. I’ll see you tomorrow at nine.”

“It’s your turn for the coffee.”

“As if I’d forget.”

Frazer ended the call and then jumped as it started vibrating immediately. This time, a quick glance at the screen cued her to the appropriate response.

“Jemma, I really don’t have time for this.”

“Oh really? And what are you doing?”

That caught Frazer off guard. She looked up at the McDonald’s she’d been about to enter. “Uh—”

“You’re about to go to Hungry Jack’s and ruin everything you did during your swim.”

Frazer jutted her chin out. “Nope!”

“McDonald’s?” Her silence prompted a snort from Jemma. “You are so, so predictable.”

“I earnt it.”