Although most Lost Harbor residents thought of Toni Del Rey as the quick-witted queen of the Olde Salt Saloon, she did, in fact, have a boss. The actual owner of the saloon was a wildly eccentric frontier widow named Sally Buchanan.
Rumor had it that Sally, one of the early settlers of this tiny Alaskan outpost, had left her husband to freeze in a subzero blizzard because he kept singing “Sweet Caroline” after she’d told him to stop eighty-seven times. Sally never denied it.
Toni was almost completely sure that was pure legend.
Sally swooped into town a few times a year to check on things, but other than that left most decisions and responsibilities to Toni.
Most. Not all.
“This old shack is going on the block, kiddo, one way or another,” Sally told her in the cluttered back office of
