Greg's POV
Working nights was not for me, but I was able to find information I needed. My counts when unloading were not matching counts when the shipments were being reloaded to head to my dad's hotels.
What was my mom trying to do? Dad didn't own these warehouses, her family did. Was someone else trying to pull one over on my family? Where was the extra inventory going? I really had more questions than answers.
I didn't want to completely disappear from Syd's life, so I would text her to let her know I was alive and see how she was doing. I missed her so much. I was running out of time before school started again and Syd and I were running out of summer.
Greg: Hey beautiful.
Syd: Hey Sexy!
Greg: Whacha doin'
Syd: Thinking of u
Greg: All good things I hope
Syd: Mostly how much I
