“Not very. I spent summers out here after my brother died. He took care of me, we’d go for long hikes, and then he’d fix these great, fancy dinners in the old kitchen.”
Leo almost smiled. “He did love to cook. He’d feed me and Ron after a long night when we were first learning to hunt. That was before the others joined us.”
“Is that why he redid the kitchen?”
“That’s a good question.” Another pause. “He seemed to be preparing for something those last couple of months. He said he’d need to do some field research and that the house needed to be ready if he was going to be gone for a while.”
“Ready for what, I wonder?”
“Who knows? He was pretty secretive.”
“And what do you know about Gabriel?”
His lips curled in a sneer. “He appeared around here about a year ago and ingratiated himself
