Chapter 212: Nightmare

Anna’s mind raced. This is Alanna Powell. How did I not recognize her?

Thinking back to what Angus had told her about his former fiancée, Anna realized he’d been generous in his description. The woman was a nightmare.

“Well, I must. Again, you don’t have a reservation. And Angus isn’t even here. He left to check on the set for his movie. He won’t be back until late tomorrow.”

“Perfect,” the woman beamed. “I’ll surprise him when he gets back.”

Shaking her head, Anna set down her basket on the counter. “I can’t let you into his cabin. Besides,” she put her hands on her hips, “Angus said that you’re his former fiancée. He broke off the engagement months ago.”

“Well, that’s what he would say, isn’t it?” the woman snipped. She took a step closer to Anna.