Page 9 of Aldo

“Roman.”

“I was pulling your leg, Aldo.”

“Is that a fact?”

“I saw how you looked at that woman. I wanted to see how you reacted. I was right.”

“The subject is not up for discussion. She is an employee.”

“We don’t have a nonfraternization clause.”

“I am her boss’s boss. That is an HR issue screaming to happen.”

“But you like her.”

“I don’t know her.”

“You still like her.”

“Unless you need me, I’m on a break.”

“A break?” he laughed. “That’s a first.”

“Do you need something?”

“No.”

I hung up. He would hate that, but he deserved it.

And he was right. I liked her.

What a fucking complication.

On my way back to the hotel, I stopped by the apartment building Violet was now living in. Brian and Fran were outside, tidying the yard. The building was well maintained, and I knew they took great pride in it.

Brian shook my hand.

“Thank you for helping Ms. Nelson.”

He waved me off. “She seems great. A bit down on her luck.”

Fran shook her head. “I took her some linens and a pillow last night. She was just going to sleep on the sofa with nothing.”

I didn’t like that idea. For some reason, the thought of her being without bothered me.

“Thank you.” I reached into my pocket and handed Brian some cash. “First and last.”

“We can wait.”

“No. When she tries to pay, tell her it is handled. I’ll speak with her.” I paused. “But don’t say anything to her right away.”

They exchanged a glance but said nothing. Brian handed Fran the cash. “You can record that, hon.”

She took the money and went inside. I shook Brian’s hand again. “Next time you’re coming for a night, let me know. I’ll get you a table at the buffet on the house.” They loved the buffet.

“Thanks, Aldo.”

“If Ms. Nelson needs anything, let me know.”