C27 Chapter Twenty-seven

“Uncle Preston!” Liam’s face was painted with excitement.

Preston made eye contact with everyone at the table where Nikolai was seated with Claudia and Liam. What a coincidence. His instinct was telling him to pretend he saw nothing, go straight to the bar, or go straight to the door. None of which was an option for a graceful exit.

“Hey, Uncle Preston,” Liam called again. This time