Chapter 58

Caleb POV

I walked into my office with my grandfather right behind me. The air felt thick—too heavy, too tense. He stood in the middle of the room, arms folded impatiently, as if every second he spent here was a favor he didn’t want to give.

“So,” he said, chin lifting slightly, “what do you have to tell me?”

I gestured toward the chair across from my desk. “Sit, Grandpa.”

He hesitated for a moment, but finally lowered himself into the seat. I could see it—he ...