Chapter 64 - Hana

Aiming for the cigar instead of his head was a split-second decision. And that split second was a brief recognition of a slightly older and fuller-faced version of Isak. They had the same eyes and general facial features. It took me momentarily off guard to be face-to-face with Isak’s father. I knew from talking to Isak that he had a good relationship with almost all his family. The only exception is the self-made black sheep of the Espensen family, Englebert, or Bert, as Isak called him.

Isak was the only one of my mates with whom I had a good family relationship, and I don’t want to destroy that. However, if Jerahmeel stands between us and Pamela, I will choose her. All I could do was hope that Jerahmeel thinks as highly of and loves his son as much as Isak does him. Judging from Harris’ reaction, this was the first time he met his paternal grandfather, and I don’t want to speculate on how that may reflect on Jerahmeel.

“Eliezer called me in. He claimed you had gone rogue and was