just there to have fun and eat some good food. It’s not like a wedding, where everyone’s emotions are running high.”
“You know you don’t have to work during my reception if you don’t want to—”
“Oh, I didn’t mean it like that, Ms. D. I’m looking forward to your wedding.”
Cameron, Jenny, and Allison had all volunteered to work at Moira’s wedding reception as caterers for free as a wedding gift to her. Though she would still be paying for the food, of course, having the deli cater her own reception was saving her a lot of money.
“I just feel bad that the three of you are going to be doing so much work,” she said. “But thank you. Not having to find a caterer makes things so much easier for me.”
“And hey, at least you know you’re going to get good food,” he added.
“That’s true. I couldn’t ask for anything better.” She hesitated, glancing back towards the deli to make sure Jenny, who had taken a box of dirty tablecloths in to be washed, was still inside. “I’ve been wanting to ask you… do you think Jenny’s doing all right? You spend the most time with her out of all of us.”
“You mean Zander? She’s taking it pretty rough. To be honest, I don’t know what she saw in the guy.”
“You didn’t like him?”
“He was too old for her.” He shrugged, and changed the subject. “Any luck tracking down the person that paid your bail?”
“Not a single clue, as far as I know,” she told him. “It’s a real mystery. I don’t think I even know someone with that much money lying around.”
“I’m sure you’ll find out eventually.” He gave her a quick smile. “Oh, did we leave you enough soup? Allison was concerned that we should have left more.”
“It looks like enough—it just needs to feed David and me. Which reminds me, I should probably get going. It was good to catch up, Cameron. Keep up the good work. I’ll see you later.”
With that she climbed out of the food truck and hurried back inside. Somehow the time had gotten away from her, and if she didn’t hurry, she was going to be late.
“This looks amazing,” David said, sitting down at the table across from her. “Doubly so, since I didn’t have time for lunch.”
“Thanks. It’s just leftovers from the deli. I didn’t have time to make something fresh.”
“It looks perfectly good to me.” He glanced to the side, where Maverick, Keeva, and Flower were lined up, each dog watching them closely. “The dogs definitely seem interested.”
“I haven’t fed them dinner yet,” she admitted. “I barely got back in time to heat the soup up and throw the salad together before you got here. It was a busy day. I’ll tell you about it while we eat.”
She filled David in on what had happened with Adam, picking at her salad between sentences. He was surprised that Hazel’s former owner had gotten into contact with her after all this time.
“I do think that your idea to give him Flower is a good one,” he said. “As long as they like each other and they seem like a good family. From what you said it sounds like they are, even though they were in a bad situation before.”
“It seems like a good solution for everyone,” she said. “But… there is something else that I’m worried about.”
“What is it?” he asked, concerned.
“Robyn, Adam’s mom… while I was talking to her I found out who owns the donut shop. It’s Mr. Danehill.”
David put his spoon down, frowning. “That’s… interesting. I ran a background check on him, but hadn’t gotten results back yet. I know that he runs a corporation called Danehill, LLC, but haven’t been able to get a line on what they actually do. The company seems to have links with a lot of different industries.”
“I was thinking… well, Robyn seemed nice enough—maybe next time I see her, I could ask her some questions about her boss? I don’t know how involved in the donut shop he is, but she might have overheard something
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