dear laine, i have to know what's going to happen next with caroline working in klaus' bar! sincerely, a devoted reader :)
Back Office Intrigue (Part Two).
It takes a few weeks for Caroline to realize that something is off at the bar.
She’s settling in to Chicago nicely, had spent a weekend stalking garage sales so her apartment finally looked like someone actually lived there. She got a great deal on a little dining table and a set of chairs, couldn’t wait to have people over now that they actually had somewhere to sit. Her mom’s down to a single call filled with alarming crime stats every three days (a marked improvement from her twice daily briefings when Caroline had first arrived). Her classes are mostly interesting, save for the one with the drone-y professor. She figures 3 out of 4 ain’t bad at all. And she actually likes her job.
All in all, life is pretty sweet.
Caroline had been a mess internally while preparing to finally move out of Virginia. She’d had endless lists of worries, sleepless nights filled with anxiety, doubts about if she was doing the right thing. It was really nice to know that she’d done it, was well on her way to taking name and kicking ass, that she hadn’t let fear win.
She feels a little more settled, has grown comfortable at the bar and with her coworkers. Maybe that’s why she finally begins to notice the weirdness.
Klaus seems to practically live at work (though Enzo had informed her that wasn’t the case, that Klaus had a very nice place around the corner though he loathed entertaining his siblings so Enzo had only been inside twice). When in the bar Klaus spent a lot of time in his office, glued to his laptop or tablet. He did hop onto the floor whenever things got crazy or they were short staffed. Caroline appreciated it, figured it was rare. In all her years working at The Grille she didn’t think she’d seen the owner even uncap a beer let alone mix anything. He wasn’t super chatty from what she’d seen but he could turn it on with customers, left more than a few ladies discretely tugging their tops down to show more cleavage when he turned to pull bottles.