Chapter Seven
“So what exactly is this about?” Suzanne said. “Karen said you had something you wanted to talk to us about, and it sounded serious.”
Luke looked over to Karen, who was opening a bottle of white wine on the island. Ryan was perched on one of the stools beside her, and Owen had joined him, while Suzanne was on the sofa, thumbing through her phone. Marcus stood in the middle of the living room, his arms crossed, giving everything to Luke. He found himself looking for Jack, but the man was nowhere to be found. He heard Karen pour a glass of wine.
“You sure no one else wants anything?” Karen said as she lifted her glass.
Suzanne lifted her hand. “Am I going to need a drink to hear this?” She was looking at him.
He just tilted his head. “Seriously? Entirely up to you. Where’s
