Felix pretended to think for a moment before saying, "I treated someone who works at a bank. We're on good terms, though I'm not sure about his position there or if he can help."

Willow's eyes instantly brightened up. "Really?"

But she quickly became self-conscious. "No, we shouldn't burden you with using your connections. Just forget I mentioned it."

Felix smiled. "They say good neighbors are like family. It's fate that brought us together as neighbors—and Queenie, too. If there's any trouble, of course, I'll help if I can. I'll make a call tomorrow and contact Clement if it works out."

At this point, Willow could not refuse. Besides, the company was nearly at a dead end. Felix was not really an outsider anymore, and he had proven himself trustworthy, though they hadn't known each other long.

…

The next morning, Clement called just as Felix arrived at the clinic. "Felix, please don't listen to Willow's rambling. She sometimes speaks without thinking, so don't take it seriou