CHAPTER 20
GRACE
“You don’t have to help me,” Reed said, hammering the wooden rail to the fence post.
Rolling my eyes, I helped lift another rail. “Honestly, I don’t mind. I helped my dad all the time when I was at home.” My hands were dirty and I had mud all over my legs and clothes. The evening had brought a light rain that felt good on my skin. “What do you think Daniel and Andrew meant when they said they had to do research?”
Reed shrugged. “Probably looking into Ian’s past. But they won’t find anything about the FBI.”
“How come?”
He hammered some more. “It’s hidden. If anyone outside of the FBI does a background check on me and my brothers, they’ll see what we tell people. Ian will come up as a web designer who graduated from Drexel University. He has three brothers and a sister
