I will find you, I promised silently again as my car pulled up to Goldenleaf Manor. My body still ached pleasantly from the night's activities.
"Ms. Shaw." Harrison, our elderly butler, met me at the door with an expectant look. "The auction house delivered your purchases while you were out. Would you like to verify them now?"
I suppressed a groan. The last thing I wanted was paperwork, but it had to be done. "Fine. Where are they?"
"In the study, ma'am. The sapphire bracelet for Margaret and..." he hesitated, "the wooden rabbit carving."
I had almost forgotten about that impulsive purchase. Following Harrison into the study, I saw both items carefully arranged on my desk.
The sapphire bracelet sparkled magnificently in its box, but my attention was drawn to the small wooden figure beside it.
