Tyson was focused on the newest revelations about Olivia instead of the meeting at the Emery Technologies corporate office. He stepped onto his front porch to see a black SUV speeding toward him. It skidded to a stop in front of him as he stepped off the last step, and the window rolled down on the passenger side.
“Get in, slacker,” Devon yelled with a smirk.
Tyson got in and grumbled, “I wish I were slacking. You have no idea.”
“So tell me. I’m supposed to be your right-hand man, but that is hard to do if you don’t tell me anything. And don’t use Bree being gone as an excuse. You know I have been going crazy. My house is too quiet without the kids causing chaos and mass destruction.”
“Olivia is part fairy.”
The vehicle slid to a stop in the middle of the road. Devon turned to look at
