Samuel teaming up with Ashton? Nora couldn’t make sense of it.

No matter how she spun it in her mind, the pieces just wouldn’t fall into place.

“I met Ashton four years ago,” Samuel said, as if he could hear her thoughts.

His voice had changed—deeper now, smoother, like it had matured along with him. Back then, it had been coarse and unrefined. Just like the man himself.

They say wine ages well. Turns out, some men do, ...