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a theory.’
    Alan Sefton’s face said ‘enlighten me’.
    â€˜Have you met Kate Dickson?’
    The older man ignored his sarcasm. ‘Yes. Several times. Lovely girl. A little closed-in about her work…’
    That threw him briefly. ‘“Closed in” how?’
    â€˜Oh…’ Alan waved a careless hand ‘I just got the feeling that she doesn’t have a lot else going on in her life. You know—family. Children.’
    Grant snorted again. He was becoming an honorary member of the Atlas colony. ‘I imagine Ms Dickson would take issue with your concerns in that regard.’
    â€˜Never met a more dedicated and conscientious professional,’ Alan amended quickly. ‘But Leo knew people. And Leo saw something in her that… Well, in how she is with the seals—so fiercely protective. So single-mindedly determined to help their cause.’
    â€˜What are you, the president of the Kate Dickson fan club? She’s the opposition, Alan.’
    â€˜This is not about sides.’
    â€˜It is when it’s your farm under threat.’
    Oh, now you care about the farm? He didn’t need to say it again. It was glaringly obvious and not all that unreasonable a comment. Grant sighed.
    â€˜I walked away from Tulloquay nineteen years ago because I knew I couldn’t be a farmer. My whole teenage life, I lived through my father’s recriminations that I wasn’t interested in the land he’d built up.’ He cleared his throat. ‘He let me leave rather than witness one more example of how useless I was with the most basic agriculture tasks. How much I had failed him. I cannot believe for one second that he left me the farm with any intent other than wanting me to sell it for the best possible price to someone who could make a go of it. Quite frankly, I’d believe he’d had a personality transplant before I’d believe he’d willingly excise off a third of it to a bunch of tree-huggers.’
    And if he did he would have put it in his will.
    Plus there was the glaring matter of his father taking his lifeover the pending conservation-order. What more evidence did he need? But he wasn’t ready to say the s word out loud just yet.
    â€˜Alright, then.’ Alan sat up straighter. ‘Then, as you are the man who will soon inherit Tulloquay, I’d like to communicate to you my support as mayor—in fact, the town’s support—to this fisheries program and the investment it represents in regional relationships, science partnerships and eco-tourism. We urge you to give it—give us—your support.’
    Grant lifted one brow. ‘That’s quite a speech. Take you long to prepare it?’
    Alan smiled. ‘A couple of hours two years ago when I first had the discussion with your father.’
    Grant blew out a carefully moderated breath. Did Kate Dickson and her fur seals have the whole town wrapped around their flippers? But Mayor Sefton was no more a soft touch than his father had been. In the short fortnight Grant had known him, he had seen an astute businessman and a strong leader. Which didn’t mean Alan didn’t have his own priorities.
    Grant slid from the booth. ‘I’ll take that under advisement.’
    The mayor dropped a handful of bills onto the table and stood, clapping Grant on the shoulder. ‘I can’t ask more than that.’
    â€˜I’m sure you could.’
    And probably will.

CHAPTER THREE
    T HICK arms crossed against a broad chest, which was thankfully fully covered this time, less likely to distract. Grant glared at her from his barrier position in the doorway. Still hostile. Still handsome.
    â€˜Why would I need an invitation to visit my own cove?’
    Kate’s mouth opened and closed like a stranded fish. ‘Not your cove, our work . I thought if you saw it…’
    â€˜I might be overcome with fascination and empathy?’ His grin was