JESSE
Four years later
I couldn’t afford to be late. Even though I worked mostly from home now, certain work-related emergencies warranted an occasional drop in first thing in the morning. I was still the boss, and it was important that my employees remembered that. I might not rule with an iron fist anymore, but I still expected a level of professionalism and efficiency. I grabbed the necessary documents from my office before bolting right back out the front doors of Pegasus Star Security, hopping into the front seat of the SUV I’d parked by the curb.
“Dad,” Amelia complained. “Gonna be late!”
“I don’t wanna go to school!” Adam whined, crossing his arms and kicking his feet.
Vivian turned in the passenger seat to look at our children. “Now, now. Don’t you want to make new friends?”
