Chapter 33

Gideon

We step into the bedroom. “Amelie, what’s going on?”

She’s pacing and biting her thumb, “I think you might want to sit down.”

I sit on the bed, “So are you going to tell me what’s going on or chew your thumb off?”

She turns and gives me her one-eyebrow raise, “I just learned some critical information today. Dad said, if you have any questions, I can’t answer, he will. He expects you will want to talk to him tomorrow.” She’s talking so fast, and her pacing quickens. I stand up and grab her shoulder to stop her and make her look at me.

“Amelie, tell me...