My Father Knew Him the Second He Stepped Into Frame

wasn’t bluffing.

“I’ll be there in fifteen,” I said.

When I hung up, Dad said, “You’re meeting him today?”

“Yes.”

“For what?”

I opened the driver’s door.

“None of your business.”

Then I got in and backed around him while he was still standing there with one hand half lifted, like a man trying to stop a train with the old authority in his voice.

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