“Yes?” the man said.
“I’m here to take care of a bill.”
“Of course. What is the name?”
“Katrina Price.”
“All right, give me a minute.” The young man regarded Cameron. “Are you the child’s father?”
“No, our father is deceased. I’m her brother.”
“Oh.” He shuffled several papers. “Yes, here it is. Your bill currently comes to fifty-six pounds.”
“I’m sorry, you must be mistaken,” Cameron said. “I just spoke to my mother, and she said the bill was over one hundred and fifty pounds.”
“You did say Katrina Price?”
“Yes.”
“That’s the name on this bill. Fifty-six pounds.”
“What does that include?”
“Room and board for Katrina and your mother, Dr. Blake’s fees, fees for several specialists, nursing fees, medication, laundry, etcetera. It’s all written out here if you’d like to have a look.”
“Yes, please.” Cameron took the paper. “Wait a minute.” He handed the bill back to the man. “This shows a credit of one hundred pounds. Why is that?”
The young man adjusted his spectacles. “It appears that you made a payment two days ago of one hundred pounds. Pretty straightforward.”
“But I haven’t made any payments.”
“Perhaps your mother—”
“I only gave her thirty pounds.” What was going on? “Perhaps there’s been some mistake. Is it possible that you credited the wrong account?”
“Of course not. I never make mistakes like that.”
“There’s always a first time, sir.”
“I’ll look into it, but I doubt it.” The young man snorted. “In the meantime, I can only take the fifty-six pounds from you.”
“Of course.” Cameron counted out notes and paid the man. “Here you are.”
“Thank you. I’ll contact you if I find an error.”
“I would appreciate it. Good day, sir.”
“Good day, Mr. Price.”
Cameron headed back up to Kat’s room. She was still her gay self, laughing and chatting.
“You’re back, Cam!”
“You didn’t think I was going anywhere, did you?”
“How long can you stay?”
“Tricia and I need to head back soon. It’s a long trip on horseback, and I want to get home before sundown.”