Varian had barely slept well that night. He kept tossing and turning and checking the clock at every interval. He was like a child waiting for Christmas morning so they could unwrap the gifts they had gotten. By the time he stood up to go for a run, Mr. Miller had sent a message for him to come over to the office. Varian sent an acknowledgement message back; he knew he was going to know who it was that was trying to blackmail him soon.
He went down to the kitchen to get water, and Grace was standing there with a cup of coffee in her hand. It was her tradition to wake up before the entire house just so she could have a moment of peace all to herself. She even needed that tradition more than ever now that the kids were here. She was grateful for them, but she could not deny that they were
