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With a heavy sigh, he climbed down the tower. It wasn’t his fight or his problem, unless they made it his problem.
As he strutted along the grounds toward the construction trailer, one worker caught up to him.
“Hey, how do you know Kenna?”
He stopped and looked at the man. “I don’t, really.”
The man stuck out his hand. “Colt Lowe.”
“Hi, Colt. Spencer Lawson.”
“But I saw you drive her up the mountain.”
“Yeah. I did. She had a job to do, and the sheriff asked me to help her.”
“What job?”
Spencer took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Colt, I’m not sure that you’re supposed to know any of this stuff, so I’ll just say she had a job and they asked me to help her.”
“I went to high school with her. Back when she lived here, that is. I’m surprised to see her back in town, is all.”
Spencer nodded. “I see. Well, you can ask Kenna what’s going on if you like, and if she wants you to know, she’ll tell you.”
He hesitated, then nodded and continued on toward the trailer. He listened to the sounds behind him, though, to make sure he wasn’t being followed. But he heard Colt walk toward the building he’d been working on, and Spencer let out the breath he was holding in case this turned into something else. Mostly because it was weird. Then he wondered how many people were still living here in town that knew Kenna. Likely a ton of them. People here didn’t seem to leave.
Henry exited the trailer and waved to him, then strutted to his truck. It was quittin’ time.
He waved in return and picked up his pace. He entered the construction trailer and checked the cameras on the computer to make sure they were working again. Pleased with himself and suddenly feeling tired, he picked up his laptop and left the trailer, locking the door behind him.
As he drove through town, he looked at Kenna’s business, The Paper Trail, and now it made perfect sense to him. He chuckled. She parked her Jeep out front and he imagined her inside, her long dark hair tossed over her shoulder and her pretty fingers with the shiny fingernail polish pouring over paperwork and notes.
He took a deep breath and continued on toward the HOG, his home now. And the place where he could let out a deep breath and relax.
He pulled into the garage and grabbed his tool belt and laptop and sauntered into his sanctuary. Maya and her twin brother, Myles, sat at the counter laughing at something on a laptop when he walked in. Helissa, their cook and housekeeper, was cutting up potatoes for supper.
“Hey, everyone.”
“Hi, Spencer. Did you have a good day?” Helissa asked.
“I did. How about you?”
Maya turned the laptop around, and there was a closeup of a baby. “This is Teagan Dunbar, Aidyn and Elena’s baby girl.”
“Oh, Elena had the baby?” He scooted closer to the monitor and stared at the little beauty. “She’s tiny.”
Maya laughed. “Elena doesn’t think so.”
He glanced at Maya and saw her grin, and the reality of what she meant hit him. “Oh. Oh, God, no, I don’t want to talk about that.”
Maya, Myles, and Helissa all laughed, and he felt his face burn.
6
Kenna finished her entry onto the Affidavit of Service she needed to complete regarding the service, or attempted service, on Craig Howard. They allowed three attempts per service before she had to add a fee. Her father hated adding that additional fee. He’d always prided himself on ferreting people out and getting the job done. She hoped she didn’t disappoint him this time.
Saving her document, she closed the lid on her laptop and straightened up her desk. She’d gotten through filling out all the affidavits her father had in the system. She’d had him sign them at lunchtime and now she’d either emailed them out or sent them via the mail service, depending on the client’s preference.
Sliding her laptop into its case, she locked the front door, turned off the lights, and strode to the back of the building and up the stairs to her apartment.
