“I’m afraid I can’t help you,” Melissa said. “And I’m not from around here, so I can’t even begin to speculate.”
“Then I’d like to ask you what made you decide to come to Bygones.”
“It was the opportunity to start a new business. Something I’ve always wanted to do.”
Brian was surprised to hear the pleasure in Melissa’s voice, the satisfaction in her smile.
“And you were given no indication of who the money came from that helped you start this business?”
Melissa shook her head. “Only that it was administered through the SOS Committee, that I had to commit to staying for two years and that I had to hire locals from Bygones. But I had no idea who held the purse strings.”
Which is how he got this amazing job, Brian thought.
At least it was work, he reminded himself. Grandpa was happier than he’d been in years.
Whitney tapped her lower lip with one manicured finger, as if thinking. “I don’t know why Mr. Moneybags is so secretive. Which makes me even more curious.” She flashed Brian and Melissa a grin. “One way or the other, I’m figuring out who this person is.”
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