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“He adores you.”

She nodded. “And I him. Niall does love you. He simply doesn’t know it yet. He will. I know it.”

I looked down at my hands. I could only hope she was right.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

NIALL

Iwatched the woman walk away from Una and Anna with a frown. I didn’t recognize her, although I was sure I had seen her in the lobby one day. She was probably a guest, but why was she talking to the girls?

Finn strolled in a few moments later, and I looked over at him. He joined me by the monitors, a small smile on his face as he observed them laughing together.

“What a bond they’ve formed,” he said.

“I know.”

“Fucking awful how it happened, but Una loves her.”

“Anna feels the same. I like knowing she has a friend.” I tapped the image I had frozen earlier. “Do we know her?”

He sat down. “Heidi Walters. A hotel guest. Apparently she asked the girls about a sushi place yesterday, and they chatted. Sat and had tea with Anna this morning.”

“Anna never mentioned her.”

“I checked her account. Everything seems normal.” He grinned. “She asked William yesterday about a sushi place, and he sent her over to Una.”

I laughed. William was one of our oldest employees, and, while very knowledgeable about the area, some of the newer fads didn’t interest him. “I doubt sushi is a big item on William’s list.”

“Unless it comes with a plate of chips and some tartar sauce, no. I doubt raw fish ranks very highly.” He picked up some papers. “Una made a list, but I don’t think he could find it.”

“Well, luckily, they were sitting close.”

“I suppose so.” Finn looked over some numbers. “Business is good.”

I snorted. “That’s an understatement. We’re so deep in the black, we’ll never see another color.”

He grunted, looking over another file. “Everything quiet on the streets?”

“Yes. I checked in with all the senior men. Nothing untoward. No more fires, robberies, or areas of concern.”

“That makes me happy.”

“Me too.”

He reached for the coffeepot, pouring himself a cup and taking a sip. “I’m going to give Una a ring tonight.”

“About time.”

He smirked. “I want to marry her as soon as she’s ready.”

“Of course.”

“Which, if I have my way, will be in a few days. Not weeks. I plan to pull every string I have in order to make it happen.”

I laughed. “Not surprised.”

He sat back with a frown. “Roisin can’t travel.”