The ringing of his phone woke him up. He had been so tired that he took the day off. He had been sleeping for seven hours and could have continued if the call hadn't come in. He gritted his teeth and took his phone.
“Good evening, grandfather.”
“Ivan, come over to the house tomorrow morning. I have a task for you,” Easton ordered without preamble.
“Alright, I will.”
The following morning, Ivan did as he promised. He sat with the family, having breakfast. Katty sat opposite him and kept stealing glances at him. Daisy noticed it and rolled her eyes at her. After a nice breakfast of sausage, pancakes drenched in maple syrup, eggs, toast with butter and jam with a cup of coffee, Ivan was summoned to Easton's room.
“Sit,” Easton instructed.
He took out an envelope and pushed it to Ivan
