“I know. But I need proof.”
“So be careful. And don’t go alone.”
Sophia nodded.
She already knew who she would take.
Lucy had mixed feelings about the idea.
“Sneaking into your mother-in-law’s house? Sophia, are you crazy?”
“It’s not a trick. It’s an official inspection. Alex gives me the keys and doesn’t ask why. I tell him I need a recipe from an old cookbook. And that’s how he works all day.”
Lucy shook her head.
“This is a bad idea.”
“Do you have a better one?”
Her friend remained silent.
There was no better idea.
The plan was simple: Sophia was to ask her husband for the keys to his mother’s apartment, claiming that Eleanor had promised her a recipe from an old cookbook.
While her mother-in-law was at the weekly meeting of the opera lovers’ club, she and Lucy went into the apartment to check the storage unit.
It sounded like a plot from a bad crime novel, but Sophia couldn’t think of anything better.
Alex gave her the keys without asking too many questions. He was too busy with his project to go into detail.
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