RONAN“I must admit that the Davenport golf field is splendid,” I said as I gripped the putter and hit the tiny ball. It rolled slowly until it entered the post.Claps echoed behind me. “Nice shot, Ronan.” Barry slapped me on my shoulder and I handed the putter to him and stepped away from the position.We were at the golf field owned by his company. A few days ago, he’d invited me for this hangout, and after giving it a thought, I’d decided to honor it. After all, the man had proved himself to have no ulterior motives since we met.“Good investment, yeah?” He laughed and positioned himself. “My mother actually started this. She used to be the face of golf in her prime.”“How athletic your family must be.”“I assure you.” He kicked the ball with the club and he sucked in a breath until the ball rolled and entered the post.“Nice shot,” I complimented. “This time, we’ll do a full swing. This way.”I walked beside him, my assistant and his behind us as we walked to another side of the
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