“When are you going to the bank?” Cas asked.
“Not sure yet,” I murmured. “There are some things I need to do first. Like get a new ID and establish residency.”
“Road trip to the DMV tomorrow?” Salem asked. “Oh damn, I just remembered I can’t go. I’ve got back-to-back phone meetings tomorrow morning.”
“Hadley?” I asked her.
She shook her head. “I can’t. Too much going on with the house build.”
“I really need a car,” I muttered. I looked at Brooks. “Any idea when the rental will be fixed?”
“The part they ordered just shipped. So still a little while, at least. I can take you to the DMV.”
“How?” I asked. “You have to work.”
“As foreman of Elk Ridge, I’m giving you the day off,” Declan said to Brooks. “There. Problem solved.”
“Works for me,” Brooks said.
“Me too.” I bit my lip. “I have to go shopping.”
“For?” he asked.
“An outfit. I didn’t pack anything appropriate for a bank meeting,” I said.
“You won’t find the clothes you need in Coeur D’Alene,” Salem said.
“Spokane, then,” Brooks said. “I’ll brave the city.”
“Spokane doesn’t have what you need either.” Hadley smirked and looked at Salem. “Frazer.”
“Frazer!” Salem said. “Why didn’t I think of her?”
“Who’s Frazer?” I asked in confusion.
“She was in our graduating class,” Hadley said. “And she’s now the theater director at the town high school.”
“Okay? Still not following,” I said.
“Last year, they did Romeo and Juliet, but set it in the forties,” Hadley said with a laugh. “She’s got everything you need.”
Declan frowned. “Why does she need forties costumes?”
I let out a laugh when I finally understood. “Because of Bing Crosby, of course.”
“Well, I’m officially lost,” Cas said as he reached for the last rib on the shared platter.
“Me too,” Brooks said.
Wade approached with our second meat and ribs combo platter. “Round two.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
The Apartment
I opened the apartment door and unbuttoned my pants before even taking my shoes off.
“Oh, that’s better,” I murmured. “I think I ate an entire pig.”
