tied my apron behind my back. “Then I quit.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Do you think I’m bluffing?”
“I don’t care if you are or not.” I pulled the apron over my head and spiked it onto the floor. “I’ve worked my ass off for this job, but dealing with your attitude just isn’t worth it.” I grabbed my purse off the desk and headed for the back door.
“Fine!” she huffed, throwing her hands into the air. “You don’t have to work the night shift anymore. Ever.”
“No shit, I don’t,” I said. “Because I just quit.”
I stormed out the back door and walked until I got to the parking lot of my old apartment, sucking in deep breaths.
What had I done?
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed my best friend, Claire.
“Ellie, I thought you were working today,” she answered. “Is everything okay?” I didn’t usually bother her when she was at her housekeeping job at the Tranquil Inn, so she knew it had to be important.
“Actually, I don’t have a job anymore since I just quit.”
“You did what ?”
“I think I’m going to hyperventilate.” I walked over to the wooden steps leading up to my third-floor apartment and sat down, running my hand through my hair.
“Ellie, it’s just a job and your new boss is a bitch.”
“But it still paid the bills. And Darrell’s Restaurant will never take me back after all the times Tom showed up to question me while I was working.” We’d grown up with Tom. That, along with his respect for my father, was why he cut me some slack even though there was plenty of evidence that I was tied to the strange things happening on Roanoke Island. Still, his patience was wearing thin. Especially when his intuition told him I knew more than I pretended to know. Too bad he was right.
“I thought you said David wanted you to quit.”
“He does, but this means I’m totally dependent on him. I’m supposed to be a strong, independent woman and now I’m just what Collin thought I was when he first showed up at the New Moon.”
“An easy mark?”
“No! An opportunistic gold digger. Now David will end up paying my bills and helping float the inn.”
“Oh, Ellie. There’s a difference. David loves you and wants to help you.”
“It’s still not right.”
“Okay,” she murmured. “So you’ll get another job. It’s not the end of the world. Now tell me what’s really going on.”
My head jerked up in surprise. Sometimes I wondered if Claire knew me better than I knew myself. “Something’s wrong with Myra.”
“With her new job?” she asked, surprised.
“I don’t know. She was fine until the day before she left, and then she started to act . . . distant. She hasn’t called me in over a week, and she acts like I’m bothering her whenever I call her.”
“That doesn’t sound like Myra at all. Could she just be nervous about her new job? She hasn’t taught in a long time and classes started this week.”
“Maybe.” But she’d never blown me off before, no matter how busy her schedule. “David and I are going to Chapel Hill this weekend. I think I’ll drop by Durham to see her.”
“Are you going there to pack up David’s house?”
“Yeah, and one of his colleagues might have some information about the Ricardo Estate.”
“Really? That’s great.” Her voice lowered. “Listen, I’ve got to go. I think my boss is coming down the hall. Are we still cleaning your apartment after I get off work?”
“Yeah, see you at three.” I hung up and glanced up toward my apartment. Now that I didn’t have a job, I could go up and clean it myself. But I’d only seen Claire twice since her return from her honeymoon in Charleston, and I couldn’t ignore the fact that she’d been acting different too. While she hadn’t blown me off, she had been more subdued than usual.
With nothing to do for several hours, I went back to the inn to help Becky. I called David to tell him that going out of town wouldn’t be an issue since I