I called down to the desk and told them to give me a heads up if anyone asked about AJ, then send them my way.
The phone rang about two seconds after I got the handset back in the cradle. “Hey there, Schultz. It’s Jeannette. Mrs. Stephenson up there with you?”
“You got something for me, darlin’?”
“You wish. Got something for Ms. Stephenson, though. They sent me out to her place to pick up some clothes.”
I glanced over at Aly, who just happened to be picking at the dress thing I’d bought her. She looked pained. I asked, “What did you get?”
Jeannette sighed. “Well, her closet didn’t run to jogging suit...
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