Page 53 of Worth the Fall

I can’t stop wondering.

“Earth to Grant.” Nate stands in the middle of my family room with his cup of coffee in hand and makes a show of looking at his watch. Our shift is about to start.

“What? Sorry.” I shove the lid on the box and walk away from it.

For now.

I don’t think any type of distraction is going to prevent me from thinking about the closed file nestled in the box.

“Something wrong?”

“Nah. I’m good.” I force a smile and walk over to grab my cell and wallet so he can’t look too closely.

“You ready?”

“Yeah. Sure. Let’s go.”

But as I shut the door, I give the box one last look.

Fuck.