Chapter 44: Landon's Suspicions
(Third-person's POV)
Friday afternoon, sunlight filtered through the trees on Columbia University's campus as a cold wind carried a biting chill. A black Hummer pulled through the gates, and Landon Hayes stepped out. With his thick straight brows, aristocratic nose, and tall frame, he cut an imposing figure as he walked down the tree-lined path in his tailored coat.
He made his way to Low Memorial Library, heading to meet with Dr. Eleanor Croft, the University Provost. Eleanor, an elegant woman in her fifties, greeted him with a measured smile as he entered her office.
"How is your grandmother doing these days?" she asked, gesturing for him to take a seat.
"She's experiencing a second youth," Landon replied with a slight smirk. "Insists I accompany
