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of people. And while he’d gotten better at numbers, his real talents were in understanding technology, how it made people’s lives better, easier. No, he didn’t want to get sucked into running a company again, especially not his father’s.
    Gary nodded and said, “Well there are certain things to consider when a firm is so tied up with the owner. It sometimes doesn’t have much value to someone else. Not unless the crew there can convince people that it’s business as usual. You might need to stay involved for awhile, you know, be a stable force. Or if you would like to get involved.”
    Noah just laughed. “I’ve already built my own company from the ground up. Sure, starting is always fun, but the day-to-day… that becomes a grind. That’s why I sold it. I don’t want to be tied down. I would be happy to have someone else handle the daily details.”
    “I thought so. There have been some people who have expressed interest in buying it.”
    “Caitlyn Montgomery?” Noah said quickly.
    “Not exactly. Why do you ask?” Gary said carefully.
    It was Noah’s turn to stare at the lawyer until he got an answer.
    “Do you think she’s expecting something?” Gary said.
    Noah sighed. “Expecting? I don’t know. How did my father get her back here? She promised never to come back after her grandfather died.”
    “As far as I know, Maxwell never offered her more than a job. She was quite the catch – professionally, that is. She proved herself quite capable in London.”
    “But,” Gary continued, “I was talking about Sam Harris. He’s made no small secret that he expected to get an ownership stake in the company at some point. I think if he knew that the new owner was willing to sell, he’d be willing to make an offer. I’d bet, too, he has or could get the money. I doubt Caitlyn Montgomery has the financial means right now to do the same.”
    Noah stood up, feeling the need to move around and work off some of the frustration and indecision in him. “Could Sam Harris do a sale quickly? I have other things I’m involved in. I don’t really want my attention diverted from them.”
    Gary nodded. “Yes, I think so. I would be happy to make the first overture.”
    Noah nodded. “Do it,” he said, making the decision and feeling relief as he did so.
    “Do you want me to say anything to Caitlyn? She might want to make a bid for it, too, and some competition is always good for the price.
    Noah shrugged. “Your call.”
    “Very well,” Gary said, straightening some papers on his desk. “Well, let’s move on to some other matters. Right now, your father’s death is being ruled an accident. A fall due to incapacity.”
    “He was falling down dead drunk, wasn’t he?”
    Gary nodded. “It will take some time to get back the test results, but I think that would be the case. He was supposedly quite drunk at the club, and it seemed he only drank more when he got home.” Gary paused, letting that sink in. “But in the meantime, if you want to have a company to sell, you need to go in and act like an owner. You don’t want people leaving or getting spooked. You’ll need to send out letters, take some meetings.”
    “With Sam Harris as the leader?”
    “Yes, for now. He can have the group there go into crisis management mode, have them call all the clients, say it’s business as usual, that Sam Harris will be stepping in as the day-to-day manager.”
    “Okay.” Noah scrubbed his hands through his hair. “I can do that.”
    He chuckled, and Gary looked up from the papers on his desk, his look questioning.
    “You know, she’s going to be pretty steamed when she finds out.”

Chapter 8
    Caitlyn sat in her office, twirling in her chair. It was a fairly small office. Maxwell had said he didn’t want to upset the team when she first came by giving her one of the bigger ones. But she’d been allowed to paint it her own choice of color, a creamy white, and she had filled it with fun art – things she