Undercover Nanny. Wendy Warren

him over the past few days.”

      “You’re working for him?” Loretta sounded surprised and impressed. “How did this come about?”

      “Max owns a bar in Gold Hill, Oregon. I applied for a job—”

      “My grandson owns a bar?” Loretta may have tried to keep her tone neutral, but was unsuccessful at masking her disappointment. “He’s remodeling half of it into an Italian restaurant.”