Chapter 58

He looked at the display. “Area 828. Isn’t that the local area code?”

“One way to find out, babe—answer the phone.”

Chris took the call, and when he hung up, he was smiling.

“What was that all about?” Mickey said. “All I heard you say was things like ‘yes, we would’ or ‘that’d be great’.”

“That, my boy, was our concrete guy Randy.”

“And what did Randy want?”

“He thinks he knows where we can get our hands on a copy of the original plans for the house and wanted to know if we were interested.”

“How could he do that?”

“He says the house was designed by a local architect, and people like that don’t throw blueprints and stuff away. He’s going to give the guy our contact information.”

“Good for Randy. Maybe the original architect will draw up some additional plans for the third floor without charging us an arm and a leg.”

“One can only hope,” Chris said. “I’ll contact him just as soon as I hear from good old Randy.”