"Andreas has requested to speak with me," Graeme said after hanging up his phone.
He had only been awake long enough to sit down and have a meal with his sister and August, although Greta didn't actually do much eating. Sam wasn't even back from the market yet.
"And you didn't laugh in his face?" Greta gawked at him.
"Well, he was on the phone. How was I supposed to laugh in his face?" he smirked in response.
"Wow. I'm glad you can joke about it. Are you really going to just walk in there and meet with him after everything that happened?" she asked.
"Yes. It is the best thing right now. I have to at least hear what he has to say," his face turned serious again.
Greta was getting ready to argue, but he went on. "There is much more at play here than we realize, sis. The little we know so far is concerning…"
"Concerning?" Greta's eyebrows shot up in protest.
