Chapter 28
The first sign that something was different the moment she woke up that morning was the smell of actual food.
Sage paused at the top of the staircase, breathing it in.
For a second, she remembered being fourteen.
Back when Leigh Cahallan would cook enough breakfast to feed half of Colorado and then threaten bodily harm if anybody skipped eating.
The memory stung.
She adjusted the sleeve of her oversized yellow shirt and continued downstairs. The dining room was already occupied which wasn't surprising.
The Cahallan men treated breakfast like a mandatory club meeting.
Jace sat at the head of one side of the table, dressed in a black Henley and jeans, reviewing paperwork while drinking coffee.
Cole sat beside him, scrolling through something on his tablet while occasiona
