A younger man with shaggy brown hair sat in the chair across the coffee table, talking to him animatedly. He spotted me and immediately broke out into a grin. A few vehicles were parked in the massive driveway opposite the dock, and a helicopter occupied one of the two spaces on the helipad we were quickly approaching—Chloe had understated just how many people were there. I already have two brothers. I could tell he was offended by the tone I’d taken with him, but he was trying to keep his emotions in check. I feel like I’ve been perfectly reasonable, considering I’ve only known you for fifteen minutes, and I certainly haven’t given any orders, but if you can’t listen to simple instructions that make sense, round everybody up and take your party somewhere else.”
“Hey, baby!” a voice called out from just outside the office door in the hallway.
