Greyson

I was completing the finishing touches on Cecilia’s new phone. With what I’d added, she couldn’t be tracked, except by one program. I’d install that program on mine and Darren’s phone. When I looked up to the doorway, I dropped the phone to the desk. “What’s the matter?”

Cecilia was unusually pale and looked as if she were ready to faint.

I rushed her direction and reached for her hand. “Was it something the doctor said?” Shit, I’d been so ...