After Toria decimated most of her medium-rare steak, she felt confident enough to broach an uncomfortable subject for the second time that day. Might as well give it the same go as with Hugh. “In about a week or so, Hugh is going to leave town. You should do the same.”
Liam’s fork skidded on his plate. “I see. Is this related to the notes you wrote for me?”
“Very much.”
They ate in silence while Liam contemplated the information. Unlike Hugh, a retiree who had no real ties to the city other than his handful of friends, Liam had a career to keep him here. With his dedication to the museum, this was a lot to ask.
Liam cleared his plate and pushed it away as Toria continued to work on her steak. “Rubin approached me again today, about you.”
Toria froze, fork lifted halfway to her mouth.
