Storm
Three weeks later
Three weeks had passed since the truth about Sophie, James, and Daniel had come to light.
Three weeks of waiting.
Three weeks of unanswered questions.
And three weeks of wondering exactly who had been behind everything.
I was in the nursery with Leah, restocking the seemingly endless supply of nappies, wipes, and baby clothes, when Lilly appeared in the doorway.
“Dad wants to see you in his office.”
I frowned.
“Why didn’t he mind link me?”
“I don’t know.” Lilly shrugged. “He just said that if I saw you, I was to tell you he wanted to see you.”
Leah glanced at me.
“Better go down there. You don’t want to keep him waiting.”
“Probably not.”
I left the nursery and made my way downstairs, already wondering what was going on.
When I entered Doyle’s office,
