LONDON

“So, what do you say?” Striker asked his dad.

I decided to join him and get away from work for a while. If I was being honest, I needed a long break. I couldn’t focus. There was a lot going on in my mind.

“I wanna know your opinion.” This must be hard for Tate. He loved Striker so much like his own blood. And I could see it right now. He was scared.

“Dad, I won’t go if you don’t wanna come with us.”

“What does your heart say?”

“That’s what my heart said.” His answer was fast. “You are my dad. Although you put me up on...