Chapter Thirteen: What does Mr Calloway Know?

Nova POV

How the hell does he know?

The question wouldn’t leave me. It clung to me the way tea stains cling to the inside of my favorite chipped mug no matter how hard I scrub.

Grant didn’t just stumble across those words. No one says this is not a charity organization like that in a precise, weighted, almost rehearsed way unless they’ve heard it before. Unless they knew exactly what string they were pulling.

But that’s ...