Silver Linings by Mary Brady

Author:Mary Brady
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-09-11T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

THURSDAY, AFTER A day spent with Shamus meeting clients and talking and listening for hours, Hunter volunteered to stop at Pirate’s Roost to pick up dinner for Shamus and Connie. Connie had made a request for the Roost’s special lobster bisque and since neither man cooked, carry-in was more often than not a favorite for all of them.

He and the Murphys had made an agreement. They would not fret about retiring to their suite of rooms, and he would fend for himself, and if Connie needed anything at all, she or Shamus would please use him as their delivery man. It was the least he could do.

He was getting used to living with people. When his furniture arrived, he might feel a bit of regret leaving those two behind. In the short time he had been there, he’d already become more comfortable around them than he’d ever been around his parents. If that made him a bad son, he couldn’t help it.

He pulled up to the curb in front of the Roost, when he spotted something that he could not possibly be seeing. A tall, thin dark-haired woman, dressed more stylishly than the women here in Bailey’s Cove disappeared into Braven’s Tavern. It couldn’t be Callista White. His mind was tricking him. He had been sure he had seen her at the airport. He had thought the woman leaving the variety store the day he met Brianna might have been her. He had been wrong both times, but the woman he’d just seen entering Braven’s Tavern had the walk and the hair color of Callista White.

That she could be in Bailey’s Cove was impossible. No one had known where he was going except his boss and his secretary. He hadn’t made any court appearances or gotten his name in the papers as far as he knew.

He parked and hurried across the street.

The tavern wasn’t big. It had a squared U-shaped bar with barstools all around the U. Several stools were occupied by locals, some of them bearded and some not, all of them turned to see who had come in the door. A few remained interested and some turned back to their beer.

A hallway ahead led toward the restrooms, and a room to the left had several tables, two of them occupied by couples. None of the people looked even remotely like the woman who had come into the bar or like Callista White.

“Hello, Mr. Morrison.” The tall, lean dark-haired man behind the bar addressed him.

Hunter smiled at the man, but instead of asking about the woman, he took a seat at the foot of the bar between an older gentleman with a shortly cropped beard and a round-faced younger man with mostly no hair.

“What can I get for you?” the bartender asked as he wiped the spot on the bar in front of Hunter with a pristine white rag.

“Whatever you have on tap that’s not lite.”

The bartender nodded and pulled a draft with a frothy head and set it in front of Hunter.

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