“Maybe. If I have time.” “I hope you do. Jesus, Mollie, give me that.” I grab the bottle and crack it open. “See? Easier when you let people help you.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Why do I get the feeling you need to take your own advice?” “That’s my business. Speaking of business, you said you had a lot to do today.” “Goody is coming over to walk me through a bunch of nuts-and-bolts stuff this morning. I have a few calls to make for Bellamy Brooks after that.” “Bellamy Brooks?” “My company.” “Ah. Right.”
