Seven
Tyler entered the bright comfortable lobby of the Brighton Hotel followed closely by Hank Smart. They were met by an anxious Emily Smart, who wrapped her arms around her husband as soon as he was inside. She broke their embrace, quickly pressing her lips to his. “Hank, I’m so glad you’re all right.”
Hank held his wife close and murmured something about everything being okay and this being completely inappropriate as he let her go.
Tyler stood watching the reunion of husband and wife with a bland expression. Emily frowned at him. “Don’t you believe in love, Mr. Scott?” she said.
He shrugged. “As much as I believe I can make an inside straight.”
Emily shook her head, looked up at Hank, then pressed her face into her husband’s right shoulder.
Tyler sighed and felt an odd twinge of
