The Angels' Share (The Bourbon Kings book 2)
“As Lane checked his Piaget, it was four forty-five on the dot when Mr. Harris brought the venerable Babcock Jefferson into Easterly’s main parlor.
“Greetings, Mr. Jefferson,” Lane said as he got to his feet. “Good of you to come.”
“Lane. My condolences.”
William Baldwine’s executor was dressed in a navy blue suit with a red and blue bow tie and a crisp white kerchief in his breast pocket. He was a sixty-something, wealthy version of a good ol’ boy, his jowls protruding over the collar of his fo...rmal shirt, the scent of Cuban cigars and Bay Rum aftershave preceding him as he came across to shake hands.
Samuel T. rose from the other sofa. “Mr. Jefferson. I am here in the capacity of Lane’s attorney.”
“Samuel T. How’s your father?”
“Very well.”
“Give him my best. And anyone is welcome here upon the invitation of the family.”
“Mr. Jefferson,” Lane spoke up. “This is my fiancée, Lizzie King.”
Annnnd that pretty much hit pause for everybody in the room: Gin rolled her eyes, Samuel T.MoreLess
“Greetings, Mr. Jefferson,” Lane said as he got to his feet. “Good of you to come.”
“Lane. My condolences.”
William Baldwine’s executor was dressed in a navy blue suit with a red and blue bow tie and a crisp white kerchief in his breast pocket. He was a sixty-something, wealthy version of a good ol’ boy, his jowls protruding over the collar of his fo...rmal shirt, the scent of Cuban cigars and Bay Rum aftershave preceding him as he came across to shake hands.
Samuel T. rose from the other sofa. “Mr. Jefferson. I am here in the capacity of Lane’s attorney.”
“Samuel T. How’s your father?”
“Very well.”
“Give him my best. And anyone is welcome here upon the invitation of the family.”
“Mr. Jefferson,” Lane spoke up. “This is my fiancée, Lizzie King.”
Annnnd that pretty much hit pause for everybody in the room: Gin rolled her eyes, Samuel T.MoreLess
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