Liam found Riley in the office, her head pressed to the desk, her shoulders slumped.
“Everything okay?”
She jolted upright as if he’d shocked her. “Fine.” But he could see the strain around her eyes and hear the slight catch in her voice that said otherwise.
He might’ve thought that had something to do with him, except he’d heard enough to know it was her mother on the phone. They hadn’t had an easy relationship back when she was younger. Liam doubted that had changed. He considered asking about it, bullying her until she spilled whatever was on her mind. But she hadn’t pressed his tender spot about his dad, and he didn’t think she’d welcome the intrusion.
Riley got to her feet. “Did you sort out whatever you needed to on the storeroom?” She held herself stiff, clearly waiting for him
