Chapter 8Sullivan’s entire life had been based on structure. Being a prime had given his early years focus. There were medical tests and procedures, games with other young primes and time spent with other Strike families. Then, after he’d officially enlisted, there was basic, and then maneuvers, and finally, missions that put to use the skills he’d spent a lifetime acquiring.
Of course, he would find a pattern in Chadwick. Given the choice, he would always find order.
Mornings were spent fulfilling his duties for Belle. She let him sleep as late as he wanted, but the moment he stepped out of the garage, the back door opened and she beckoned him inside. Breakfast came first, followed by indoor chores. Then, he’d move outside to make sure the woodpile was sufficiently stacked. If there wer
