“Colt, Ronan, welcome home. We’ve missed you.” There was something about the man that immediately set me at ease. The curve of his mouth instantly read as genuine, and the lines around his eyes told me he made the motion often. “And you must be Leighton. I’ve heard so much about you. Welcome to The Nest.” “Thank you.” My words came out as more of a hoarse whisper. “This is Baldwin. He runs the ship around here,” Colt explained.
Baldwin
