Carter
I walked behind my dad, following him to his office with Walker, and Beta Arthur not too far behind.
‘Did she get to the room okay?’ I linked my mom, struggling more than I thought I would with Brooklyn leaving my side.
‘We might’ve taken a slight detour.’ She linked back and I stopped in my tracks, making Walker run straight into my back.
“A warning would’ve been nice.” He groaned, but I was too focused on this new piece of information to give a s**t right now.
‘Detour. What kind of detour?’
This wasn’t part of the plan.
‘She was hungry, Carter, I’m just taking her to the kitchen to get a snack.’ She explained and I felt that anxiety heighten.
‘Don’t we have anyone on staff that can do that? They could’ve brought it to the room.’ I countered, debating on if I should just
