CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
Two weeks later, Nash had found himself heading back to the IIB Manhattan office at Blake’s request. While Nash’s shoulder wound healed, Mac had left the bar in Sonya’s capable hands so he could spend some time at the lake house, ensuring Nash took it easy.
The papers in Albany and Manhattan had a small piece written by Sam Trent on the Finchley incident, but Nash could tell that Trent had held back on a few details. Of course, the FBI was recognized as the hero of the whole affair. The IIB had a small mention.
Nash smiled at the politics of it all.
What Nash found interesting was that Somersby had said he would be going forth with his plans for the mine and the town. Good news for the diner and the gas station, possibly even the hotel. Taylor was now the new sheriff,
