A Calculated Exile

The reason Gideon had left so early that morning was a call from the mountain sanatorium. Winston's condition had taken a turn for the worse.

On the drive back, Gideon's silence filled the car with a heavy tension that no one dared break.

"Gid..." Daphne glanced at him with gentle concern. "Don't worry, okay? Grandpa Winston's going to be fine. I've already reached out to Mr. Monroe. He's the best