“Welcome, Robertson,” I said with a real smile on my face. He finally looked away from eying Wendy and back down at me with a very noticeable frown. I was almost happy he didn’t hit me with another one of his fake smiles.

“You called for me?” Robertson. If Phoebe hadn’t been so high on my list of potential threats, I would’ve kept my suspicions on him. The first time we met he threatened me! I had no reason to think he didn’t want to harm me.

“I did. ...