Chapter Twenty-Six
LISA
Four Years Ago
Danny comes out of the back office rubbing his hands together. "Get ready to start pouring, Leese. We're celebrating."
"But it's a Wednesday." One of our slowest days. "What's going on?"
Danny comes around to the back of the bar and pours himself a finger of reserve. "Our boys have accomplished the impossible."
"Did they get their boat to walk on water, not just move through it?" I've worked with Danny for enough years, that I know "our boys" are his former rowing partners from Stanford, the guys who now run Steele Conglomerate. They're good guys... for the most part... okay, most of them are good guys for the most part. One has a habit of perpetually irritating me... for the most part.
"Even better. They saved Kansas City Baseball."
"I though
