Sarah stared, her mouth practically hanging open. “I should give their number to my dad.”

O’Banyon was an asshole and they’d probably get along like a house on fire. Which reminded me.

I pointed at Huck. “By the way, you should check out Bunky for the preschool fire and whatever other shit he’s got going on.”

He arched a brow and his fork stopped halfway to his mouth. “Oh?”

“If her family wasn’t fun enough, Bunky and Lynn were at the party last night. Astrid’s dad said he was surprised that Bunky had pulled himself out of the casino and wondered if he’d won back the money he’d lost. Bunky looked a little green.”

Huck thought for a moment, nodded. “He could have paid that idiot to burn the preschool down for the insurance money but did such a bad job that Bunky won’t see a dime. That only makes his situation worse, if he’s gambled away his inheritance and won’t get money to overhaul that building.”

“Didn’t you say Lynn’s car was stolen?” Sarah asked.

“And didn’t Kelsey say they met at a casino in Colorado?” I’d forgotten about that until now.

Huck nodded, then set his fork down. “I’ll look into it. If this shakes out, he’ll see jail time.”

“Thatcher, while you’re up, cut a few more slices of the bread,” Alice said.

I went around the counter, picked up the bread knife and started slicing the baguette on the cutting board. I couldn’t help but smile. “Bunky behind bars? Couldn’t happen to a better person.”

“Why are you back early then? Isn’t the wedding tomorrow?” Alice asked, steering the topic back to where she wanted it.

I tried not to growl as I ruthlessly cut a slice of bread. “Astrid learned something that made her mad. She left Cutthroat. She’s not going to the wedding.”

“So you’re no longer her boyfriend,” Alice added.

I glanced up. “I never was her boyfriend.”

“That’s good since you’re going to Mexico.”

“That’s what I told her,” I said, making sure Alice knew I’d been up front with Astrid. But Cozumel felt really far away. The beach sounded hot and sweaty and dealing with tourists every day seemed more like a pain than fun. And Kent was still waiting for me to reply to his text about going early.

I sliced another piece with more effort than necessary.

“She stood up for herself, skipping the wedding,” Alice stated. “Her family will know they disappointed her.”

I raised the bread knife and swung it around as I spoke. “Disappointed her? Amy slept with her ex!”

Sarah gasped, but didn’t say anything.

“Yeah, that’s what she found out. Her ex cheated on Astrid with her own sister.”