Page 15 of The Way We Touch


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“An explosion?” Scarlet asked.

“Yeah, I don’t know what or how powerful it was but the police were all over it. They interviewed us, then we closed down and left.”

“Did they find the person who did it?” Daisy, mostly so calm, seemed upset.

“No, they didn’t. I understand no one was hurt and there was only minor damage.”

“Where was it in the building?” Finn asked.

“They’re not releasing that information yet.”

“Hell of a thing.” Scarlet again.

The others gave their updates then Heath ended the meeting.

Afterward, Oliver crossed to Finn. “Hey, buddy, how you doing?”

“Fine.” Finn nodded to a corner where Daisy and Heath were in a congenial discussion. “Look at them.”

“Yeah, they seem to be friends despite how they snipe at each other in meetings.”

“Go figure.”

“You want to go for a beer?”

“Yeah, I would. Meet you at The Tap Room?”

“Yep.”

As Finn walked to his car, his mind wandered back to Elise and he wondered how she was doing. Last night, and before that, he’d noticed how pretty she was, how her eyes shone in the light, and then helping her into the T-shirt…affected him. Maybeit was a good thing that he wouldn’t see her for two days, since they’d already had a treatment today. Still, he found he wanted contact sooner.

* * *

The Tap Room was dim and private for a pub. It’s why Oliver liked to go here after work. He could decompress and forget about his problems. They walked through the door and took a table off to the right of the bar. Each of them ordered a beer.

“Crazy thing that happened to Heath,” Oliver said.

“Yeah.”

“Things like thatdogo on in Rockford.”

“Heath didn’t even seem upset.”

“He has nerves of steel.” Their beer came and Oliver took a sip. “So, buddy, how are you doing?”

Finn shook his head. “Nope, not today. You always turn the conversation onto the other person. You go first.”

“I’m doing well.” Oliver shrugged. “As I said, my practice is going great.”

“Personally?”

“Like I told you, no one who sets off sparks.”

Finn laughed. “How’s your family?”

He knew his face betrayed his feelings. He couldn’t pretend with Finn. “My brothers are fine. Happy with their many kids.”

“Your Ma still on you about that?”