“I do.”
“Same time?”
“Same time.”
“I’ll see you then.”
As soon as the woman was gone, and the bartender had left to assist other customers, Stefan let out a sigh of relief. He resumed scanning the room to see where Sara had gone.
At the other end ofthe bar, Dino was filling in Stone and Tamlyn on the status of the investigation into Sara and Hillary’s accident, when a voice behind them said, “Isn’t this a nice surprise?”
Stone stood upon seeing Sara and Ash. “Indeed. How are you feeling, Sara?”
“Wonderful.” She beamed.
“That’s right. Congratulations are in order.”
“It feels like the weight of an entire mountain range has been lifted from my shoulders.”
“What are we celebrating?” Dino asked.
“It’s Sara’s news to share,” Stone said.
Sara looked ready to burst. “As of five p.m. today—”
“Technically, four-fifty-three,” Ash said. “You should claim every minute you can.”
She grinned at him. “You’re absolutely right.” Turning back to the others, she said, “Since four-fifty-three this afternoon, I am officially divorced!”
“Brava,”Dino said, raising his glass.
“I take it this is a good thing,” Tamlyn said.
“Very much,” Sara said.
“Sara, I don’t believe you’ve met my friend Tamlyn Thompson,” Stone said. “Tamlyn, this is Sara Hirschy. She’s Jack’s niece.”
“Ah,” Tamlyn said as she and Sara shook hands. “I met your uncle last weekend on Stone’s plane.”
“You flew to the U.K., too?”
“I did.”
“Pleasure to meet you.”
“Same, and congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
“And this is Ash Williamson,” Stone said to Tamlyn. “He’s my new associate.”
Tamlyn shook his hand. “Hello, Ash.”
“Nice to meet you, ma’am,” Ash said.
“Since Stone seems to have forgotten I’m here, I’m Dino Bacchetti,” Dino said to Ash.
“The police commissioner?” Ash asked, surprised.
