Fisher stood out of the way in the lobby, watching his employees and guests get back to normal. The concierge and check-in attendants were all back in position. Guests who were supposed to check out today were leaving, as were the two hundred extra people they’d taken in for the night.
The steady stream of people felt overwhelming, but it also energized Fisher in a way he hadn’t expected. He’d put this place together singlehandedly, without the help of his father, and he was pretty proud of that.
Fisher pushed the pride away, knowing it usually put him in a place he didn’t want to be. He’d always thought he had a big enough head just because of his genetics, and he didn’t need anything adding to that.
He’d slept little after taking Stacey back to her room, but he couldn’t pinpoint the r
