He expected defensiveness. Or the smooth deflection of someone used to talking their way around things.
Phineas didn't do either. He was quiet for a moment, and then he said, "I know what she went through. Her divorce attorney is Gavin Sterling. He's one of my closest friends."
Leo blinked.
"I'm not careless with people," Phineas said. It wasn't a speech. Just a statement, delivered without emphasis, which somehow made it land harder. He stood, picked up his coffee cup, and walked toward the kitchen.
Leo watched him go.
He still didn't know what to make of him. But the question had gotten heavier, not lighter.
In the kitchen, Aurora was standing at the counter slicing bread when she heard footsteps behind her. She glanced back.
"You don't have to help," she said.
"I know." Phineas
