“She said her grand-nephew was in there. Someone you know?” Mercy scratched her head, looking away. “Probably, yes. She has more than one grand-nephew, but uh...it's a good bet that she's talking about Harmony.” “Your cousin?” “No, no, we were from entirely different branches.” She twirled hair around one finger, still looking away. “He was my fiancé.” Yerin's eyebrows raised. She had hoped that Mercy might recall some little bits and pieces about her distant cousin. She hadn't thought she'd hook a shark on the first cast.
