Chapter 47 ✮⋆˙ 47 ˙⋆✮

Knox’s answer was immediate and absolute.

“No.”

The word hit the table before my last sentence had fully settled.

If my father has that box, then we need to go get it.

Apparently, need meant something different to a man who measured every choice by how many graves it might dig.

I stared at him....

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