"Are you sure we need to see both of them tomorrow?" Lucas asked, frowning at the appointment list on Trevor's tablet like it had insulted him personally.
Trevor didn't glance up. "They were your tutors while you were under Misty's care. Their contracts ended the moment you came to Serathine. That timing alone is worth examining."
Lucas sighed and sank deeper into the couch. "Isabela Wright used to lecture me on emotional resilience and then cry at historical documentaries."
"She's the one with blond hair and the obsession with handwriting analysis, right?" Trevor scrolled through the notes. "Scheduled at ten. She already submitted her NDA copy."
Lucas rolled his eyes. "She also once said my silence was 'a tactical form of defiance.' I was eight."
Trevor's lips twitched. "Sounds accurate."
Lucas ignored him. "And Tom Walton?"
