Are you home?” Liam called as they stepped into the foyer of a modest, but modern, home on the canal in Runaway Bay. Even being modest, the house had to be worth at least a million dollars. The location alone was worth that much. Jonathon was not impressed. If she hadn’t left him and his dad for money, then how could she afford this place?

“Liam? Is that you?”

A woman walked into the foyer drying her hands on a tea towel, a pleasant smile on her face that froze when she looked beyond Liam to Jonathan.

“Jonathon?” she whispered hoarsely, her eyes wide. She wobbled a bit on her...