Norman's POV
The moment I stepped out of Walker’s office, a firm resolve settled deep inside me. Walker’s words were still echoing in my head: Kirk could help Riley. The idea of turning to my brother—the one who always lived on the edge of our family, the one who always behaved in a strange manner—felt strange, almost unsettling. But after everything I’d seen, nothing else had worked, and I was willing to try anything. I was willing to let Kirk help Riley, provided he could really heal her.
I pulled out my phone, my fingers paused slightly before I dialed Kirk’s number. It rang twice before he picked up with that familiar drawl, light and teasing.
“Norman. To what do I owe the honor?” he asked, that cocky tone in his voice making me almost hiss in annoyance but I needed to get this don
