“She’s doing great,” Sherry told him. “Despite some head-butting with management.” Nash glanced my way. “Doesn’t surprise me.” “Hi, Nash,” Naomi chirped as she passed us on her way to the bar. He nodded. “Naomi.” Sherry elbowed me in the gut. “Somebody’s got a crush,” she sang. I grunted. Two somebodies had a crush, and if I had anything to say about it, neither of us was going to get the girl. “Pull up a stool, Chief,” Silver said. Nash took her up on the offer and sat at the corner closest to the server station. “On call or off for the night?” Silver asked. “Officially off.” “Beer it is,”
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