Chapter Fifty-One
“I’m really sorry, Mrs Marble, but it’s your credit history. That’s your problem. Apart from the increase over the past four months, the last two years is our biggest indicator of the direction your business is going in.” The estate agent, a round man with horn-rimmed glasses and a sweaty upper lip leaned forward. “Look, if it were my choice, I’d bet on you guys. I’ve been to your restaurant, albeit about five years ago, but I had a great time. Unfortunately, it’s not up to me. I’m afraid the owner has made his mind up.”
Kate glanced over at Aidan; whose deep scowl matched her own. “I would understand your decision if we were looking to mortgage the place, but we’re only after a short-term lease for the moment. It can’t be this hard to find business premises, surely? We
