Alex entered the Hunter’s cellar and found him writing up notes on a tablet.
“Knock, knock,” she called, and he spun around, smiling. Now that caught her by surprise, Hunter smiled!
“Hey Alex, what brings you here so early in the morning.”
“Do you have a few minutes to talk?”
“Sure do, but it’s cool in here, how about we talk in the house.”
She followed him indoors where he toed off his work boots and led her in the direction of the kitchen where dishes were stacked on the bench.
“Sorry about the mess, Izzy said she’d clear it away but she’s already doing the cooking and I don’t want her getting a Cinderella syndrome.”
“That’s extremely egalitarian of you. I can work and talk at the same time, how about I stack your dishwasher. I know you’re helping Marron out so I guess you can onl
