Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 9 – Shut Down
Abby

I stand with my hands on my hips, watching a group of law enforcement officers pour into my

restaurant.

One of them approaches me, a stern expression on her face. “Mam, you need to shut down this

restaurant immediately and straighten out your practice.”

“Pardon?” I say, looking around with wide eyes. I can’t believe my ears.

“The restaurant needs to be closed for the month.”

I lower my hands. “Please, I can’t do that,” I say. “I have customers with reservations, and regulars that

are expecting to be seated. I can’t just close for a month.”

Just the thought of doing so makes me feel a little sick. The last thing I want is to let my customers

down, and who knows what negative effects it could have on my business long term.

“Please, officer–” I start, but she waves me off. She looks completely unmoved by my pleas.

“You have a food safety problem here.”

“No.” I shake my head. “That can’t be right. We’ve gotten an S+ in sanitation every time.”

The officer rises to her full height, that stern expression unwavering. “If you disobey the order again,

the police department will detain you.”

I stare down at the cease-and-desist notice, desperately trying to wrap my head around what it means,

but even holding it in my hand doesn’t make it seem real. How can this be happening? I’ve never failed

a health inspection. Now my restaurant is closed for a month and there’s nothing I can do about it.

“I can’t think of anything that would warrant this,” Olivia says. She’s the only one I didn’t send home

after the police raided the place.

“Can you think of any recent hygiene problems?”

She thinks for a moment, then shakes her head.

“Did we offend any regulators?”

I don’t

“Any customer complaints?”

that I can

there’s nothing. We haven’t done anything, and yet here we

business for a

out, especially not in front of

hard to build relationships with my customers. Now

why they can’t come in for the reservations

find somewhere else

pinched look on

“What?”

who were here the other night didn’t look

table.”

who she’s talking about, then my hands curl into

a reservation, and now he’s

known. He’s never gone easy on the people who’ve

in full view of the packed restaurant and

furious. I’ve seen him get his revenge on

was just the sort

has the power

I say. “Excuse

to my office in the back, my muscles tense. I will not

come in here and mess with my business. I yank the

number his

“Hello?”

say. “I need you to put me in touch with your Alpha. Tell him Abby’s

the phone right now. I’ll tell him to give you a call when

hangs up before I can respond. I cross my arms over my chest and

long it takes.

to

force myself to take

it to

voice sounds a little

“Karl.”

his throat. “Are you ready to

say coldly. “I want

speak for a moment. “I didn’t expect you to change your mind so quickly,” he

the silence. “I thought it would take

what you

I put the phone

at the front desk when I walk back out, my

go home,” I say. “I’m going to take

She nods.