Finn POV
My father returns fuming
He opens the front door with a loud slam, his anger coming out in waves.
I stick to the top of the stairs and watch him drop his folder on the table in the living room. He stands there for a moment with both hands curled into a tight fist. His shoulders are tight, his breathing audible from where I'm standing.
Then Nova comes in behind him.
If my father is a storm that hasn't broken yet, Nova is a storm that is brewing. She walks through the door with her jaw set and her eyes red with a kind of fury she only wears when something that she cannot control happens.
My father turns. "What happened?"
"One day," she says in a clipped, precise voice. "They have been here for only one day."
"Nova—"
"One day, and she has managed to get the attention of al
