EpilogueSo this is the story of how Becca and I met, and my god it was a full-on introduction!
Becca is downstairs in the bar as I sit here reminiscing but she’ll be up soon to what is now ‘our’ bedroom, and with all that I’ve been remembering I know just what we’ll be doing for the next few hours.
Frank -- terse, loyal, conniving, wonderful Frank now rents my old house just around the corner. He still runs the bar but his minder duties seem to be over now that Gary has moved to New Zealand. I guess he figured his reputation hadn’t spread that far.
And then there’s Tamsin. I guess it’s not surprising she left the pub before Becca had a chance to sack her and I’ve heard she now works for her dad’s investigation business full time -- but only as an admin assistant and receptionist, someho
