She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

empty room, and his eyes missed nothing.

He saw the cold pie case.

The clean grill.

The untouched stack of menus.

The too-neat dining room of a place that should have been busier by then.

He did not comment on it.

That made Naomi like him immediately.

Linda wrapped both hands around her mug.

“Hank said your daddy built this place.”

“He did.”

“Still around?”

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