The next day flew by and by evening Elaine was pacing up and down the west wing while I tried to reach Gideon. He picked up on the fourth ring. “Where the hell are you?” 

“We had a last-minute meeting with Pa’s office. Please proceed without me. I will join you later,” Gideon said and disconnected the call. 

Elaine huffed and muttered, “Why the hell did he not communicate this earlier?”

“He has been trying to secure a meeting with the ...