Chapter 57

　　Haldir

　　The snooty butler tipped his head to the man at the door. “Mr. Haldir, so nice to see you again.”

　　The handsome blonde stranger with a fresh scar over his eye and a raspy Norwegian accent slipped through the doorway and slapped his hand on Aster’s back. “How the hell are you, Aster?”

　　“Excellent, sir.” His fingers bent as he crossed the foyer. “Please follow me. Mr. Parker and Miss Imara are in the back garden.”

　　While Aster led him through the kitchen hall on his way to the home’s courtyard, the Immortal picked up an apple from a bowl at the counter and wiped it off on his striped shirt.

　　Aster left him at the door, and he waved his hand at the group waiting by the pool.

　　Haldir wrapped his arm around Imara and kissed her temple. “Hey, kiddo. How are you getting along?”

　　“Just fine.” Her hand slid to his rather large chest, and Ben had to look away when the heat of his jealousy brought tiny beads of sweat to his neck. “Will you be in Savannah long?”