Chapter 13

Before Walter could follow Evangeline, however, Trey called out to him.

"Hold it right there, boy! I've got a bone to pick with you!"

Walter stopped and leaned against the door frame, though he looked a bit pale. "What's up?"

"What's with the scowl? If it wasn't for my quick thinking, do you think you'd have been able to keep Evie around? You don't even know what her grandpa looks like. Some husband you are!"

"I don't need your advice, and frankly, I don't care to know," Walter snapped back, his frown deepening and a coldness creeping into his gaze.

"Go on, keep playing the tough guy! Evie's poured her heart into this family, and you? You've been nothing but a headache. I want that mother and daughter gone from downstairs, and don't you dare bring me more problems in the new year!"

Walter's lips were a tight line, his face an icy mask. Then, with a crease in his brow, he asked, "You're hiding something about Evangeline's grandpa from me, aren't you?"

They had always said he was