Chapter 65

“This is really nice,” Charles said. “How long have you owned it?”

“A little over two years,” Mike said.

“Yeah,” I said. “I brought him up here to recover after he took a bullet for me, and he spotted this place and fell in love with it. We made an offer for it on the spot.”

“He took a bullet for you?” Philip said.

“Tell you about it over a glass of wine. Come on up to the front door.”

We led the way up to the deck, and Mike unlocked the door. I poured a glass of Shiraz for each of our guests while Mike went to shower and change. As soon as he was back in the great room, I did the same.

I settled down in the great room with a glass and told Charles and Philip the story of the stalker while Mike got the grill going out on the deck. At some point during the tale, we moved from the great room to the kitchen table so I could begin preparing vegetables and a salad. Mike came in from starting the grill just as I’d finished my story.