Chapter Ten
Andy took in the few couples in the corner of the dimly lit lounge, the men at the tables. He was now in the world of the Tafts, the kind of world he didn’t want his daughter in.
Devon and Sara were behind him, and Laura fell in beside him as Morgan led them down the carpeted steps and over to a table where two men were sitting with drinks. Neither pulled his gaze from Morgan. While one wore a suit, the other had gray hair and wore a light shirt and blue jeans, with a beard that was bordering on too long.
“Who do you think they are?” Laura said in a low voice.
As he looked around, he wondered whether Chelsea had ever been there. He hoped not, feeling something here that he didn’t want touching his daughter. He was starting to think there were things about her life with Ric
