It didn't take long for Lisa to adjust to her new job. For the most part, the work she did for the Giddon family was little more than she would have done at home - with the exception that at home she probably would have made a sandwich instead of a meal. Tammy was well mannered and required little supervision. Equipped with the most modern appliances, cooking and cleaning was quick and easy. In short, she had a cushion job. Sarah and Giddon both seemed content with the arrangement, but she felt guilty about the money she earned . . . or didn't earn.
In her first successful attempt to call on the cell phone in her room, she told Connie about her feelings. Connie immediately assured her that the Giddon's wouldn't be shelling out the money if they didn't think she was earning it.
"I suppose that's the one thing that troubles me most," Lisa admitted. "I can't figure out who owns this house or who has the money. Mr. Giddon is either on an extended vacation or he doesn't have a job. If he doesn't have a job, why doesn't he take care of his daughter?"
Connie was silent a moment. "He doesn't work?"
Lisa sighed. Well, he has a home office and he goes there pretty often, but I can't figure out what he's doing. He says he's self employed."
"Maybe he has a work from home job." Connie caught her breath. "Oh, I was going to ask you. Did Len ever call you?"
"Len? No. Why would he call me?" She felt the hair rising on the back of her neck.
"He said you tried to call him."
"Oh," she let her breath out quickly in relief. "That was before I took the job."
"Why were you trying to call him?"
Lisa hesitated. Connie still didn't know about her car. "Nothing important. I just wanted to ask him something."
Connie chuckled. "He is kind of cute, isn't he?"
"Yeah. Uh . . . I'd better go now. I think I hear someone coming down the hall."
"So?"
"I'll talk to you later. Bye." Lisa closed the phone and listened as Giddon walked by. Did he hear her? It was no big deal that she had a cell phone, but he would wonder why she was hiding it from him, and that was a question she couldn't answer. Maybe it was the intrigue, or maybe it was that gut feeling that something wasn't as it appeared. Whatever the reason, it felt good to have options he didn't know about.