The Raft (32 page)

It was the earnestness
in her voice that made Maggie pause.

Was she really
considering it? She couldn't. There was no way that her onshore
immunity would cover something like that. She'd be risking ruin. If
the IRS brought an audit up against Maggie now, she and the
statehood petition would both die a fiery death.

But the sincerity in
Rachael's voice told Maggie there was more to the request than just
an unsolvable murder case. And didn't Maggie owe Rachael so much?
After all she'd done for Maggie and the Raft? If Rachael was asking
for Maggie's help, how could she possibly turn her back on
her?

“
I'll need a
real pair of shoes,” Maggie said as she turned back to Rachael. “I
can't walk around in the mud in these loafers.”

“
No, of course
not,” Rachael said and gave Maggie a wide, genuine
smile.

What had she just agreed
to? Maggie thought as she returned to table and picked up her
coffee cup.