Still Waters (Greenstone Security 1)

I gave him a small smile, and he smiled back, the small gesture filling me up.

Dad’s gaze was much different than when he’d been glancing at Craig. The resolve was there, I didn’t think it would be possible for a father not to have that. A good one at least. But there was something else. A respect, perhaps.

“Still waters run deep, bug,” he continued. “Not many men can get to the bottom of them. Nor do they deserve to. But you’ve got yourself a good swimmer there. One who is ready to give you the world.” He glanced to me, seeing through it all. “Though I think he already has.”

I gave him a smile. “Yeah, he has.”