Cadeon

"Cadeon?"

Before I even turn my head, I know Timmon is the one who called my name. I say goodbye to the secretary and tuck the files under my arm.

My brother looks at me suspiciously, eyes narrowed and everything. I walk toward him and together, we head outside. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to collect the reports, Timmon," I reply, keeping my tone steady though his inquisition irritates me. "This is something I have to do. Your point?"

Timmon eyes me suspiciously. "Is it? I ...