Elodie
Zeke leans back in his chair. His hands folded on his thighs… well, one hand holds the other up on his lap. If I remember correctly, he’s supposed to get it fixed this afternoon.
Right now, I’m solely focused on his face, though, and the looks he exchanges with my brother. What are we talking about here? I think the name sounds familiar, but I sure don’t know everyone at Blue Ridge. That would simply be impossible—too many of us.
“Hayden… Scott and I served together. He was one of the men and women under my command the day… my career with the Army ended.”
Theo’s brows furrow. “Ended?”
Something in my stomach turns. I remember Zeke talking about it at the ceremony and the face he made. It seemed like the hardest thing ever for him to bring up again, and so my hand moves over to
