with Mason not only took twenty stitches in her arm but also had a concussion and yet she still managed to keep the client safe and alive. Now as for Tim Woo, he was shot at by a rival company who figured if Tim was gone then Woo would follow. Not only did Tim survive, but the company has still flourished to help those who need it. We serve a need, Tommy, and I require good people to help provide for that need.”
I held up a hand to try and get a word in but no one was paying attention to me. “Umm, can I say something here?”
“No!” Tommy bellowed as Molly laid her hands on Tommy’s large shoulders.
“Of course, Laney.” Molly said, pushing Tommy back into his seat. “Tommy is just scared and he only knows how to deal with that in a manly fashion and that is by bellowing. Go ahead, dear,” she said, holding Tommy in his seat with only a look.
“I like my job at the bar but if I had to be honest with myself, and trust me, I am not quite practiced at that, if I had to be honest, it isn’t filling the empty spot in me. I don’t know if what Chase is offering will either, but I have a hunch it might or at least come damn close to it. William died helping people. There have been people who have helped me. I think I owe it to him, and them, to give something back.” I looked at Tommy and reached across the table placing my hands on his clenched fists. “I won’t leave until we find someone to replace me but I would like to take Chase up on the offer.”
“That is not the point.” Tommy sighed and glared at Chase. Chase didn’t seem particularly perturbed by Tommy’s blustering so I relaxed a bit and decided to eat. I couldn’t see Molly’s hard work going to waste and besides, that deep ache inside me was gone. In its place was something that I had no name for. I hesitate to name it hope, but I felt something stir inside me that had not been there before. Perhaps it was a beginning.
It only took three days to find someone to replace me at the bar. Interesting that Tommy was having such a hard time finding someone about the time I came on the scene. I hadn’t seen Sean since I decked him. Mike Taylor had called, said he would like to take me out again, and I told him that I was now employed by Woo and that we shouldn’t go out. He laughed at that and said he’d like to take me to lunch on my first day at Woo. Pushy bastard.
I guess word had gotten around about me decking Sean because the Woo employees who came into Muldoon’s after that Sunday night were prone to asking me how my hand was. When I’d had enough, I posted a sign stating that my hand was just fine. So I lied, a little. It hurt like hell — but I wasn’t going to give Sean the satisfaction of showing that. I even had Dr. Peter look at it. He was the doctor who had seen me when I had passed out in the bar. He wiggled my fingers and wrist around, made a comment about my right hook, and sent me on my way. He also said hoped he wouldn’t see me again for a long time. When I told him I was going to start working for Woo, he gave a long, drawn-out sigh and said he would go ahead and start a file on me. Whatever that meant. Before my first day at Woo, I had managed to get some time on Molly’s computer for online research. The company had been started eight years earlier by Tim and Kim Woo, brothers who had emigrated from China when they were just toddlers. Kim was the electronics genius and until recently had been the leader in developing new alarm and detection technology. A year ago Kim had taken a leave of absence. Rumors abounded about a “brotherly” take over. But, according to a company spokesperson, Kim was in China on leave to take some time off for the first time in eight years.
Tim ran the physical security side of the company with guard services and training. Recently Mason Storm had taken on the task of improving the company to Fortune 500 recognition. Woo not only offered trained security for special events and the
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