Levi had inherited his father's black hair, though Isaac's was shot through with gray, and those blue eyes. On Levi, they were as dazzling as the ocean when he smiled. On Isaac they were flat and calculating.

Mrs. Hudson growled at him. I scratched her ears, reinforcing that behavior.

Isaac and Talia greeted each other warmly and then he turned to me with a hearty handshake. "Ashira." He rolled the "r" in my name with his Italian accent.

Levi had the same accent ...