Harry's POV

Something is wrong.

I can feel it the same way a man feels a shift in the weather before a storm. It has been sitting behind my ribs all day. A pressure. A heaviness. A warning. I tried to ignore it, bury myself in paperwork, focus on the numbers that keep my company running, but the uneasiness only grew.

By the time the private investigator walked into my office, I already knew whatever he brought would not give me relief.

I hired him because too many things have stopped making ...