Grayson POV
I stared at the flickering flames, my jaw clenched, my expression hard as he stood behind me. It wasn't often that I prevailed upon this old man's presence but this was a necessity, in an attempt to keep him informed of the current events, so that he would not be shocked or feel like he was being deliberately kept out of the loop. I suppose I should be honored that he had graciously deigned to visit me, instead of the other way around, but I did not want Charlotte overhearing my plans and this man was not the type to let slip what I was planning, even if it was a complete surprise to him.
"What exactly do you know about this woman Grayson?" his voice was low and even.
I turned my head slightly. "I know enough. I know that she's kind and loving. She has an honest job. She's
