Chapter 11: Cole

Cole SAT ON the front steps of the house sipping his coffee.

Festus would have loved this big yard. The old dog had kept his energy up until the very end. He'd loved nothing more than a lively game of fetch.

Damn, he missed that dog.

It was probably a good thing his schedule was going to stay packed. Sundays were going to be his only off day for the foreseeable future, so he wasn't rushing to do anything today. It was an added boon he had a full pantry, thanks to Scarlett.

Scarlett.

Her name made him want to smile and frown all at once. What were they doing?

Nothing smart, that was for sure.

What he should be focused on instead of Allie or Scarlett was, what would his private investigator find out? That was the real question that concerned him.

He pulled out his phone and looked at the message about his siblings. They were out there. He wanted to find them, see how their lives had gone, and maybe meet up. He wasn't expecting reunions or big holidays. They might hate him