Chapter Twenty-Seven
Ben could hear Julia down the hall, scolding the girls to get into bed, but they were trying to negotiate another hour of TV. It was nice, being here with Logan and his family and the girls. At any other time, he would have loved horsing around with them. They were fun and bright tricksters, and he loved being Uncle Ben. Logan was going to have his hands full with those two when they were old enough to date and the boys came knocking on the door. It wouldn’t be long, either. If anyone could keep a tight rein on those girls, though, it was his brother.
Logan hung up the phone, shaking his head. “Jordy is working on getting those documents, or at least a copy of them. I have a friend in the Boise crime lab. We’ll send them to him. If it’s a forgery or it’s been altered
