Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

By the time they reached Havenport, it was already midday.

The group headed straight to the hotel to check in. For convenience and safety -they'd all booked rooms on the same floor. Blair's room was right next to Briony's.

They kept lunch simple and ate at the hotel restaurant.

Halfway through the meal, Blair slipped away.

"Where's Blair?" asked Lawyer Hughes, glancing around.

"He's eating in his room," Briony replied.

Lawyer Hughes paused for a moment, then nodded as realization dawned. "Oh, right. He's still got that injury on his face-probably easier for him to eat alone."

Before they'd finished eating, Blair reappeared. Maybe it was Briony's scolding that morning, but he seemed a lot more efficient now.

As they finished their meal, rain began to fall over Havenport.

Manager Dawson, who was overseeing the project negotiations, arrived in a minivan to pick them up.

place that cared for kids with special

the home had been named "Starlight

hour's drive from the hotel. The latter part of the journey wound up narrow mountain roads, and with the rain coming down, their progress

the mountainside, and

shouts echoed from all

a young man named Garfield White-gentle features,

Garfield's background. He'd inherited the role from his mother, who had founded the

older brother, Shane White, thirty-five, who had autism in

originally been created by

by

them on a

special needs," Garfield explained as they walked. "They

a table in the meeting

looked up at Garfield.

"There's one," Garfield replied.

available? I'd love to speak with her, get a better understanding

out his phone. He dialed quickly. "Ms. Gill? Could you come by the meeting room? The investors have a