Gina Gable stared at her warily.
Lynn Fletcher placed a bottle of water in front of her. "Gina Gable."
Gina Gable didn't touch the water, merely glancing at it before looking away. 'Who knows if she slipped something nasty in there.'
"Gina Gable." Lynn Fletcher's voice suddenly softened. "Holly blocked me. You know... with my career, it's not easy for me to go look for her. Could you please ask her to unblock me?"
Lynn Fletcher continued, "Mom, Dad, and our brother all miss her so much, but we can't get in touch with her. We just moved into a new house, and we were hoping she'd come over for a meal. Could you please tell her for us?"
Gina Gable's lip twitched. "Her blocking you means she doesn't want any contact with you people. Coming to me is pointless."
Gina Gable stood up, looking down at her. "Is there anything else?"
