Chapter 69

What was he doing in the house?

A flash of purple answered the question as his sister scurried on past.

Forcing some of the tension out of his shoulders, Rich placed his hands on the desk, as though he tried to show the man he carried no weapons.

“Is there something I can do for you?” The words, soft, low, rumbled out and still managed to sound too loud in the large room.

“Can we talk?”

Well, they had to sooner or later, and no more harm could be done. “You’d better come in and close the door.”

A twitch tightened Ethan’s forehead. The man gazed at the door as if he didn’t know what it was used for. After a few seconds, he took hold of the handle and turned to close it quietly.

What have I said wrong now? Rich sought an answer and came up with zero.