That night, Lucas went back to the company.
Early the next morning, a young man in a navy pinstripe suit was brought into Lucas's office.
The second Lucas saw him, he thought for a moment that Mark Bennett had walked in. But on a closer look—no, it wasn't him.
This guy had narrow phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips… Not Mark for sure, but still, something clicked in Lucas's memory.
Thirteen years ago, when Sophia moved in with the Bennetts, she'd transferred to Lucas's school too.
Back then, she was young and full of life, with more admirers than she knew what to do with.
And this man? He'd been the one who chased her the longest.
"James… Mitchell?" Lucas asked, testing the name.
"Yeah, it's me. Never thought we'd cross paths again." James raised an eyebro
