The space next door was empty and obviously under construction. Tony’s truck was backed up to the building and full of lumber as usual. Plastic hung in the window and the door was propped open with a can of paint. So, Peach was finally expanding the salon. As long as Nathan had known TJ, it was all she could talk about. Nathan got out of his truck and went into the new space. He’d go over to the salon and say hello to Peach later. Inside, the room was a mess. Sheets of plastic lay on the floor and there were pieces of drywall scattered everywhere. TJ looked up from the paint can he was opening with a screw driver and grinned when he saw Nathan. “The Con Man is here!” he announced. Tony chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. “Look who’s here. If it isn’t Nathan Connors in the flesh.” Tony hugged Nathan and gave him a friendly slap on the back.
