Chapter 13“This old moulding’s crumbling away.”
Though other concerns occupied Jack, the worker’s words jolted him from an excellent recollection which daubed a grin on his face. More than one man had commented on Jack’s superb mood. He caught himself whistling and did his best to stop when he overheard a comment about how he must have got lucky. Little did they know, although he and Brinley said little afterwards, but…still. No denying what happened between them.
“Earth to Jack.”
“What? Yes. Let me check.” Damn, but the man was right. If they didn’t take care, there wouldn’t be enough left to duplicate the design. “Don’t touch anymore. I’ll fetch my camera. Take a few shots. Then we’ll try to find a solid section from which to copy the pattern and get new.”
The guy whistled. “If you p
