The drive to STERLINGS headquarters felt longer than usual.
I sat in the backseat quietly, my fingers resting against my knee while London moved past the window in a blur of gray buildings and flashing traffic lights.
Mia had insisted on following me at first. But I told her it was a personal meeting with my brother.
My head rested briefly against the seat as Grace’s face entered my mind again.
The tears.
The shaking hands.
The exhaustion in her eyes.
The baby.
I didn’t even know if the baby was a boy or a girl.
That realization sat strangely in my chest. I’d been too angry to notice. Too angry to care. Too busy counting every reason I shouldn't care.
I exhaled sharply and looked back out the window.
No.
I wasn’t doing this.
I wasn’t about to suddenly become emotional over peo
