Willison POV

Willison checked off another item on his list and sighed. The Nuendorf house was officially finished…or at least it was where he was concerned. It would be up to Alexander Nuendorf to sign off on it, and Willison didn’t have high hopes that the man wouldn’t find something to be unhappy about. That man seemed to find fault in everything, although Willison was used to it. His father was the same.

The sound of an approaching car dragged Willison back into the present. He sighed and tucked the pen behind his ear as he trudged down the stairs and toward the front door to greet Alexander and hopefully...