Chapter 15

LIZA POV

Out of sheer inquisitiveness and the hype I got from Gail, I found myself walking into the spa lounge Tuesday evening right after clocking off from work. 

The spa was open 24 hours, and I called the manager to reserve me the one at 7. When the doors of the spa opened, I gave out a small puff of breath, then took in a giant one and calmed my overheated nerves. I had to do this. And I was going to do it for the better cause.

The manager came running out of his office to welcome me. At 50, Mrs. Baldwin was so lively and always up and about. She understood me more than anyone and I knew for a fact that she wasn’t going to judge me for this one. From what Gail told me, she had been the one in charge of the interview and she chose the masseur all by herself. Our personas were more alike in a lot of ways than one, and I swear she used to be one hell of a wild cat back in her days before Mr. Baldwin claimed her.

“President Forbes.” She cal