Page 11 of Wild Rush Of Love
He didn’t know how long he sat there before Hank sat beside him, before Cam came in with his arm around a quietly crying Alice and Rush moved to a table, took the bottle, two extra shot glasses, and his own.
Nobody spoke as he poured. Alice’s sniffles were the only sound until they each picked up a glass and held it out.
Hank drew in a breath. “He’d want this place to keep going.”
“Yes, he would,” Alice agreed.
“I’ll do what I can, but I guess it’s up to whoever he left this place to,” Cam said.
“Wouldn’t that be Matilda? Maybe Lark or Ren? He thought of the two of them as family,” Hank offered.
Cam shook his head. “I don’t know. He never talked about it. Why would he?”
“To one of the best men I ever knew,” Alice said and tapped her glass against everyone else’s. “Harry.”
“Harry,” they chorused.
Chapter Five
She hadn’t meantto listen but by the time she realized what Alice and the other man were talking about it was too late to sneak away. So instead, she’d slunk lower into the chair and hoped neither of them noticed her.
When they left the foyer, the man had slipped his arm around Alice’s shoulder and led her into the Bar and Grill. Reena breathed out the breath she’d held and eased up in the seat.
Rush had talked about Harry on their hike earlier today. She knew he’d be upset and she wanted to find him, offer comfort, but didn’t know if it was her place. They’d only met two days ago and while she thought they were developing a friendship, did it reach deep enough for her to offer solace?
She knew what it was like to lose someone unexpectedly. When Aunt Beth had a stroke and died, Reena’s whole world had shifted and when the shaking had stopped, nothing had been the same.
Without her job—the Collins family—she didn’t think she’d have been able to get through those first few weeks.
The front door banged open behind her, making her jump. Spinning around she watched a man in a suit, a scowl on his face, stalk to the reception desk, around it, and through the door behind.
She knew that led to the offices but she was pretty sure, from Rush’s earlier descriptions that the General Manager had been the man with Alice.
And they’d gone into the Bar and Grill.
Standing, she’d taken two steps toward the restaurant entrance when the man burst back into the foyer.
“No wonder this place has gone to shit. Where the fuck is everyone?”
“Can I help you,” Reena asked, straightening her spine and moving toward the clearly angry man.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Reena. Can I help you…?”
“Yes. Where’s your boss, the General Manager?”
She didn’t bother to correct his assumption she was an employee and not a guest; this guy clearly had no clue and wouldn’t care anyway. “I’ll get him for you. Who can I say is asking?”
“Sturgis, Jeremy Sturgis. I’m Harry Windburn’s lawyer.”
Reena dipped her chin in acknowledgment and headed to the restaurant.
They were sitting around a four-top close to the bar when she walked in. They looked so lost and she hated to interrupt but…
She glanced over her shoulder, thankful to find the lawyer hadn’t followed her.
“Excuse me.”
