A Sweet Surprise

Gideon nodded, his voice tinged with helplessness. "Yeah. It was him."

That same morning, he and Mr. Sinclair had been sipping coffee together at the Lancaster estate. One moment they were chatting, and the next, Sinclair stood up mid-sip, called his driver, and left without explanation.

Half an hour later, someone delivered a bunch of grapes—apparently freshly picked from his orchard. Then, about