But as he dialed the number to his grandson, the phone went unanswered and Grandfather went white.
"He's probably fine Grandfather," Charlotte said unhelpfully "and busy with the police."
"You can't know that Charlotte" Grandfather said growling "and where is your concern for your brother?"
She rolled her eyes. Karen looked at her daughter disapprovingly. I was taken aback by Charlotte's nonchalance. I would have thought there would have been at the very least a smidgeon of concern but there was nothing.
A small ding and Grandfather glanced down at his phone, relaxing slightly.
"Grayson is fine," he said tightly.
"See," Charlotte said smugly, shrugging her shoulders "All that fuss for nothing" she complained "Grayson is always fine" she muttered.
Grandfather glowered at her "I
