Chapter Sixteen
Rory held the knife in his hand. He flipped it around by the handle a couple of times before bringing it down with a mighty and precise blow that sliced through the chunk of flesh with ease. The day had gone by uneventfully but it was the happiest day he’d spent at work since … forever.
He decided to call it an early day. He gave Shelly the rest of the afternoon off as well. She’d been leaking from her owlish eyes all day over something or other. He didn’t ask.
With her ushered out the door along with the last customer, Rory turned the open sign to closed and headed up to his apartment. He’d set aside the choicest of cuts for his woman. Pulling out a pan, he let the meat marinade in oils and spices for a bit while he cleaned up.
Peace had settled over Rory by the time h
