Chapter 5

“You seem very close to her. How long have you been here?”

“About five years.”

“Five years?” A frown appeared between Lucian’s eyebrows. “My grandfather passed away several years ago. Was it four or…”

“Yeah, around that time. I was here already.”

“Really? Why didn’t I see you?”

“I didn’t see you, either.” Nate chuckled. “I guess we were both preoccupied with our own businesses.”

“I guess so.” Lucian rose suddenly. “I want a Coke. You want one?”

“Sure.”

Lucian returned with two bottles of cold Coke, already opened. He handed one to Nate and sipped from the other bottle as he parked himself back on the couch.

“Where do you come from?” asked Lucian.

The question threw Nate and he had to remind himself they had been in ‘getting to know each other better’ mode just before Lucian got them drinks. Nate wondered how much he’d tell Lucian. He wondered if he could trust him.

“Seattle,” Nate said, briefly. Lucian whistled softly.