"Callan just had to be here before you agreed to my request, huh?"

Sophia trained her gaze on Orla's stoic demeanor. It was conspicuous that she wouldn't answer her question.

"Sophia, can you tell me everything here? I don't want to go to that house."

Orla sounded disturbed. Callan squeezed her hands, a reminder that he was there with her—he'd be with her through every phase of it all.

"I would love to, but Orla, I want everyone to be present." After an aching silence between them, ...