Chapter Sixty-Four
Elio unbolted the front doors, top and bottom and fixed them in place using the hooks attached to the door frame. He stepped outside, looking up at the clear blue sky. The forecast was for a hot, sunny afternoon, which was why he’d opened all the bay windows in the restaurant. He inhaled deeply, spotting a group of eight approaching Marble’s Marvels.
Their first booking wasn’t due in until half twelve, by which time Aidan and Kate would probably have served ten to fifteen customers. They were killing him. Martin was right about one thing: they had to do something, or his restaurant would be dead on its feet in less than a year. “Where are you, Martin?”
Taking himself back inside, his waiters were busy making last minute preparations to their tables. Elio went behind h
