Chapter 7
Since he didn’t have anything pressing to do, what with Mrs. Douglas having hired his replacement at the Irish Rose, and Arik’s not needing him until the diner’s grand opening on Friday, Noah slept in Thursday morning. At least that had been the plan until the sound of the door buzzer woke him at eight-thirty Thursday morning.
Groggily he went to the call box, asking who was there.
“My name is Ewan. I work for Arik. He asked me to deliver a message.”
“Okay, what is it?”
“In person.”
“I…aw hell. All right, I’ll buzz you in. If I don’t answer the door right when you knock it’s because I’m getting dressed, so give me a minute.”
“Got it.”
Noah pressed the button then dashed back to his bedroom. “Hell of a time to be dropping in on someone,” he grumbled, snagging clean jeans f
