“We’re going to have problems with that cult,” Bull stated. “I don’t know what Parrish is doing behind those fences, but he’s sure down on attracting attention. It’s why he doesn’t want new business in the area.”

“Too bad for him,” Gabe said.

“Speaking of businesses, how’s the leasing going?” Caz asked Bull.

Enjoying the way Audrey leaned her head against his shoulder, Gabe drank his beer.

Down the grassy slope, the lake lapped at their small dock. Earlier, Caz had pulled two kayaks from storage and tied them on the left side. The space for Hawk’s floatplane still stood empty, giving Gabe a pang.

Their gathering had a Hawk-sized hole in it.

When he returned his attention to the conversation, Bull and Caz were arguing about the empty building two doors down from Dante’s. Bull had an offer from a guy who wanted to open a liquor store.

“I don’t like him,” Caz said. “Don’t lease to him, ’mano.”

With a frown, Audrey tilted her head back to whisper, “How can Caz say no if the building belongs to Bull?”

Gabe kissed her fingers. “Mako left the buildings to all of us in one big bundle.”

“He did?” Her brows drew together, then she giggled. “You’re letting everyone in town believe Bull is the sole owner so he’ll receive all the grief?”

She caught on quickly, didn’t she? Gabe winked at her.

“It’s because he’s the best with finances.” Caz grinned. “Really.”

“You’re so full of it,” Bull said. “You’re right, Jul—Audrey. They wanted me to deal with all the hassle.”

Gabe chuckled. “Hell, yeah.”

As the evening grew later, they gathered their instruments, and talking gave way to an interval of music.

It took a bit of coaxing, but Gabe got Audrey to sing with them. She had a beautiful clear soprano. Even better, once she relaxed, he could see the delight in her eyes.

And the pleasure in his brothers’ expressions. They’d occasionally brought home women—not often—but none had fit in the way Audrey did.

Caz did a quick drumroll to end the song and sat back. “I saw Knox and Chevy are repairing the B&B windows they broke.”

“Yeah, they’re working hard.” Gabe snorted. “However, I’m back on their shit list since I warned them I’d be enforcing the dumping and hunting regs.”

At Audrey’s quizzical look, he added, “I’m hearing rumors the two aren’t keen on following the rules, especially when it comes to hunting and fishing licenses.”

She grinned. “Why am I not surprised?”

“At least the vandalism has stopped. Good job, bro,” Bull said. “So, what’s the next step to attract tourists to Rescue?”

Audrey opened her mouth, then closed it.

Still shy, was she? Tenderness lodged in Gabe’s heart. “Do you have some ideas for us, Goldilocks?”