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The huge, taciturn Arinned at Betty

“Seriously” Matt leaned across the table towards Lake “Why?”

The town’s only cop had known Betty his whole life He spentto avoid the woman, or jail her, whichever was easiest

Lake snorted “Like I had a choice It was this or she wanted to be father of the bride Seeing as I actually want to ested Betty step in for her dead father, that narrowed the choice down”

“You ht decision, son” Betty patted hi, and then she waddled off towards the buffet table the pub’s owner Dougal had laid out

Lake grinned after her It’d been three years since he’d inherited her along with the shop he’d bought, and he still got a kick out her It was like having his own gre but kind of scary

“Your relationship with that woman is sick and twisted,” Josh McInnes said from the other side of the booth

Lake couldn’t argue with the A He ell aware that he was possibly the only person on the planet who appreciated Betty He’d long thought her talents asted in the Scottish Highlands If she’d been born elsewhere, or in a different era, she’d have been ruler of her own regiiven Mata Hari a run for her money Under her tartan tent and hairnet was the enius

“Are we just going to sit around here and eat all night?” Mitch asked

Josh’s er and best friend was one of the few unattachedit up in Las Vegas, not eating chips at the Scottie Dog

“Betty has entertainment planned,” Lake said

There was a unaniroan

“No,” Harry, the resident boy genius, protested “It will be fun You’ll enjoy it”

“What did you do?” Harry’s brother, Flynn, said with a sigh “What did Betty con you into this time?”

“Hey, I resent that” Harry glared at his brother “I didn’t do anything, and Betty isn’t capable of conning me”