Chapter 293: I Don't Accept It

That form of address made Miller Cutmore feel like a stranger in his own skin. He could not even remember how many years it had been since he had called anyone that. Miller drew a slow breath and asked Blake Cutmore, "Where is he?" "He's at home," Blake said through tears. "Come back, please. He wants to see you." Miller fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "Fine." After arranging things at the hospital, he turned and left. He drove the Q5 home. He had already returned the Suzuki Hayabusa...