Chapter 6Of all the places in Eden Chad never envisioned himself visiting, it was the downtown offices of Harte Industries, Inc. But this bright, summer morning presented him with such an unexpected scenario of his grandmother—already finely dressed, seemingly ready to do battle with her brother—springing the news on him over a breakfast of coffee and croissants and jam.
“Oh, Chad, I meant to tell you, we have a meeting at the office today.”
“I wasn’t aware we had offices,” he said.
“Chad, we may carry the name Singleton but Harte Industries is as much in your blood as anything. Oh and wear a suit.”
A suit, he thought. The only one he presently owned, which the Hartes had seen him wear to his father’s funeral just three days ago. He hadn’t even thought to buy two ties to try to mix and
