Epilogue
Griffin
“Excuse me. Hi. Hello?” The husky female voice brought Griffin to immediate attention. How long had the waitress been talking to him? And how had he missed her, with that dark red hair and tiny diamond in her nose? Unusual look for a casual pub like the Last Chance in a tiny town like Rocky Peak.
“Sorry. I’ll have a beer.”
“Think you maybe want to narrow it down a little?” She swept her hand to indicate the wide array of options lined up on the shelf behind the bar. It was his brother’s bar, but Jake was in the back, apparently, and this unhappy waitress was stuck with him instead.
“Whatever has the highest profit margin,” he told her.
She gave him a look that had him scratching his head. Something was missing from that look. What was it? Oh yeah. Interest. He’d been
