Nico is efficient. He flies into small towns, evaluates properties, and flies out.
No attachments, no complications, no asking why his company wants a bar on a back road that doesn’t make commercial sense. Then he meets the bartender.
Ezra does the books, feeds stray cats, and watches Nico eat nachos in the same booth every day with the quiet patience of a man whose lion has already decided.
But Nico works for the company trying to buy Ezra’s home, and wanting him is the kind of stupid that gets people hurt.
When Nico starts pulling at threads in his employer’s files, what he finds will make him choose between the career he built and the man who clears outlets without being asked.
