Conrad.

I heaved a sigh, turning my head downward at the dark brown hardwood floor we were standing on. When I looked back up, Skylar’s eyes were still glued on me. She’s a stubborn one and I’ve always known that. That didn’t mean I’d always know how to outmaneuver her queries.

“What exactly did you hear from Clyde?” I asked, resting my elbows upon my knees to watch her expression change.

Tilting her head, she said, “What he said doesn’t really matter. It’s about the ...