d="toc_marker-10" class="Chapter">JULY 1
Russell was ten minutes early when he headed for the security gate at the head of the dock. It wasn’t so much that he wanted to be there for Cassidy, it was that he needed a breather from his parents. Breakfast at the Palisades had been very civilized and polite. Perfectly friendly to all appearances, and the waitress in constant attendance with a pitcher of mimosas had certainly helped keep his nerves in line. If he’d had half a brain, he’d have invited Cassidy to breakfast as well. Though that might be too high a price, helping Perrin was being more fun than he’d expected.
Cassidy was already waiting there when he reached the head of the dock. He opened the steel gate and stood back to appreciate her as she came through. Brown Docksiders on h
