Everyone was sitting around the dining room table. Caelan had made coffee, trying to lighten the mood, but the tension was still evident on everyone's faces.
Rhys, however, felt the first sip calm him, at least a little. The coffee tasted good. Surprisingly good, coming from Caelan. Still, he didn't dare say anything. The moment wasn't right for praise.
Jess took a sip from her cup without taking her eyes off Rhys. She placed the cup on the table and spoke calmly.
"Why did you come back?" she asked."Did Milo send you?"
Rhys held her gaze for a few seconds before answering.
"No, I came on my own. Milo loves this place too much to send me… even me."
Jess narrowed her eyes.
"Then speak bluntly, you know I don't like wasting my time."
Rhys took a deep breath, then rested both elbows on the table and clasped his hands together.
