“How’s school going?”
“Meh,” Taryn said sheepishly, then looked at Michael. Clearly, the men had a relationship of some sort. Michael was always there to help someone out, regardless of their station in life. Another genetic marker they inherited from their mother.
“Don’t quit. Promise me you won’t quit.” Michael arched an eyebrow then bent down to whisper something in the young man’s ear.
Taryn nodded his head and wiped at his eyes, then ran over to Laura’s side of the vehicle. “Ma’am?” His palm up, he waited for the keys. She slung her jacket on and tucked her purse under her arm, walking around the vehicle.
Her car raced off as another quickly took its place. The Banker Building was a busy place with boutiques on the lower levels, condos in the middle, and high-end restaurants and l
