Killam was rather impressed.
The man cared about this island. Maybe it was because of the connection to it or because the local economy impacted his bottom line, but Ivy had played it beautifully.
"Fuck," Orion muttered. "I do this, you put in a good word with Jenny for me."
"Pro tip, don't call her Jenny." Ivy glanced over her shoulder as if expecting to get hit for even uttering the name.
Orion waved them toward the gate. "Come in. Let's get you tucked away before anyone sees you."
Ivy grinned at Killam. She knew exactly what she'd just done and was damn well proud of herself. As she should be.