Once we got back from our shopping trip, Nate and I quickly got ready for dinner with his brothers. We decided that having a private dinner in the dining room on the first floor was our best option. We decided this would also be the best way to go over the details for our rescue mission during the New Year’s Eve party that his parents are hosting. Nate helped me change into something comfortable and even helped me mentally prepare for this dinner full of cryptic language and potential threats.
We walked downstairs to the formal dining room and took our seats. Nate’s six brothers follow behind us and Nigel closes the door firmly into place and locks it. “There, that way no one can just walk in on our conversations,” he says.
I nod my head as I look over at Nate. “Do we have the details
