(Cassidy)
Dane was at the table when I got back.
Cut still on. Phone face down beside him. The kind of stillness that meant the morning hadn't gone the way he wanted.
He looked up when I came in.
I sat across from him and didn't waste time.
"Something happened this morning before you left."
He looked at me.
"Zander called."
The stillness that came over him was immediate. Not loud. Just complete. The kind that meant he was holding something in place while he decided what to do with it.
"I didn't answer," I said before he could speak. "I let it ring. Then I sent him a message telling him to direct everything about the property to you going forward."
He looked at me for a long moment.
"You didn't tell me," he said.
"No."
"Why?"
"I needed to handle it myself first."
He looked at
