Chapter 13
The crowd at Calhoun’s grew as the first official day of the Fall Festival came to a close. Declan poured beers and helped wait tables. Luckily, Rina was getting better, and he didn’t have to frequently clean up spills and broken glass.
He’d hired a few more people to help with the fall rush, and so far, everything was running smoothly. At least on the restaurant side. On the personal side, his mind was constantly aware, watching people as they took their seats, checking to see if anything about them was suspicious. Every time someone reached into their inner coat pocket, his body froze, jumping into high alert to attack and protect.
The only things that had been taken out of inner coat pockets were wallets and cell phones, making him feel like a paranoid jackass. He reminded
