Julien forced himself to focus on the job, the daily tasks that kept the property running.
It was hard when all he wanted to do was run around, growling and snapping at people until he found the photographer or the scum who had written the tabloid story and beaten him to a pulp.
He went to the front desk and found the staff ready and waiting, competent with the new computer system. Housekeeping survived his spot inspection as did the bar staff who showed off the new drinks they'd created specifically for the re-opening.
He caught a glimpse of Kat in the kitchen, surrounded by eager chefs hanging on her every word.
It was hard not to smile, seeing her contagious cheerfulness. In the middle of what could be one of the worst days of her life, she was still determined to make the property
