C172 How Hard Can It Be

[William’s POV]

I walk slowly, my irritation rising with each passing step and minute. Stopping, I turn and look at the man beside me and wait.

“What?” My father asks, eyeing me curiously. “Is there something you want to say?”

“Why are you here?”

It was pretty fucking obvious what I would want to know. There was absolutely no reason for him to have come here with Uncle Hamilton and Aunt Naomi