Zac was standing by the window in the office he and his mother were situated in and stuck his face right against the window. He watched as someone on a black motorbike came speeding down the road and turned onto their driveway. The bike was allowed past the security gates and came to a halt right in front of the front door.
The kickstand was kicked up and the person removed their helmet to reveal a woman. The woman was wearing a black leather jacket, dark skinny jeans and leather boots. The woman tossed her hair behind her and started for the mansion.
Zac turned to his mother who was seated behind a huge, oak desk and asked, “Is that Aunt Samantha?”
His mother glanced at him and kept her face blank, “Yes.”
Zac ambled to his mother’s side and hastily pulled out a chair beside her. They
