Chapter Twenty-One
Sterling broke into a grin as Jason entered the small baggage claim area in Manhattan, then gave a surprised whoop as Macey and Sophie trailed after him.
“You son-of-a-gun.” He clapped Jason’s back as they embraced. Then he kneeled down, pulling Sophie into a hug, throat suddenly tight at the sight of Johnny’s bright blue eyes staring up at him. “So good to see you, beanie.”
“It was my idea,” said Macey. “Sophie wanted to see her uncles.” Her face twisted in pain. “And I did too. I need to start getting out.” She took a deep breath. “And this seemed like the right place to make a start. I think Johnny would have–” her voice caught.
Sterling caught her arm. “I know. I think about it every day, Mace.”
She brushed at her eyes.
“Well let’s get you piled into the truck.
