“So… you know what to do, right?” Chris asked, eyeing Josh.The boy beside him grinned from ear to ear. “Of course. I’m not about to tell anyone we spent all that time at the arcade. Or that we had hamburgers, then ice cream, pizza, and… soda.”Chris chuckled. “You’re a good little reminder.”“But U
But the stubborn look in Josh’s eyes said otherwise, and then he turned that pleading gaze toward Chris—as if silently begging, just this once, to spend a little more time with Daven.“Alright, alright,” Chris surrendered with a sigh. He was defeated. Completely. That look on Josh’s face could melt
Chase strode out of the restaurant, his steps long and urgent, heading straight for the car he’d parked in the basement. His phone stayed pressed to his ear as he spoke, his voice low and steady, trying to calm Althea’s panic. He understood why she was losing her composure—he felt the same shock him
Chase’s eyes held not a flicker of doubt when he asked the question. It felt deliberate, as if he’d been waiting for the perfect moment to bring it up ever since they first started discussing the project. This, Daven realized, was probably the kind of trade-off the Miller side—especially Chase—had b
“And you can draw your own conclusions from what we’ve explained, can’t you?” Chris asked. The easy humor was gone from his eyes; there was nothing casual about him now. When it came to work—especially anything involving Harold—Chris could become an entirely different man.“This project is worth a g
“Mayor Harold has invited you to dinner, Mr. Daven,” Arsen said once they were on their way to the TnC building in the city center. “As you instructed, I informed him of your arrival in SunCity this afternoon.”Daven only gave a brief nod, not particularly concerned. Arsen could be relied upon for c