Chapter Eleven
Overwhelmed
Yulen ran a hand over his face and tried to concentrate on the reports before him. Fortunately, the main lodge was practically deserted, or else he wouldn’t have gotten as much done as he had. It didn’t matter anyway. There was still a mountain of tallies and estimations waiting for his remarks or signature. The whole damn thing was beginning to give him a headache—to the point where he would be grateful for any diversion that would drag him away from the table for even the slightest amount of time.
As if on cue, MaGrath entered the room from the side entrance and disappeared into the kitchen area. Yulen immediately knew where the man had been, and why he was here now. Shoving aside the handful of personal requests he had been trying to make sense of for the p
