Mom asked if you’re allergic to anything before dinner tonight.
I stare at the message, then sigh.
Of course, Claire Wright already considers my attendance confirmed.
Me
Your family operates like a small government.
Hadley
Accurate.
Me
Is dinner mandatory?
Hadley
Technically? Yes.
Jesus Christ.
The same phrasing Holt used earlier.
Me
You’ve all been trained.
Hadley
Survival instinct.
I lean against the dock railing, smiling despite myself while sunset light spills gold across the water.
Me
I’m beginning to think your mother scares me.
Hadley
She’ll love that.
Me
That was not intended positively.
Hadley
Doesn’t matter.
Three dots appear again.
Disappear.
Hadley
She’s excited you’re coming.