“Knock, knock.”
Hunter swung round from his notes to see Alex hovering at the entrance of the cellar and holding a large envelope.
“Morning Alex,” he said, “You’re out and about early today.”
“Blake wanted to come himself but the approval for the new jetty at Deans Point came through so he’s sifting through the tender applications.”
“Come on into the house, it’s cool in here.”
“Sure, lead the way.”
“The house is a mess, please don’t mention it to my mother because I promised I’d be a more active participant in tidying up.”
Alex grinned at him, “Your secret is safe with me, I know you’re busy helping Marron as well as running your own operation here.”
Inside Hunter toed off his boots and padded into the kitchen in his socks,
“Sorry, the kitchen is a tip isn’t it? Izzy said she’d do
