Chapter 5
Brandon took a long sip of the strong coffee he’d picked up on his way to the resort that morning. He’d gone straight to his office after exchanging the barest of pleasantries with a handful of staff members.
His gaze fell on his framed Bachelor of Science degree in hotel management he’d hung on the wall of his office. It brought him focus. He’d worked hard to get where he was now. Successful. Well compensated. Well liked. And Tim Olfander would not be allowed to interfere with that.
With a sigh, he picked up his folder for the reunion ball taking place on Saturday night. He was expected to be there, of course. If he was lucky no one would recognize him as the shy, geeky guy he’d been ten years ago. He’d been mostly invisible to the other Lincoln Hill students, and he hoped to
