Father Complex (Hazard and Somerset: Arrows in the Hand, #4)

by Gregory Ashe

“Surprise!” Shaw shouted as he darted around Hazard and into the living room. “Surprise,” North echoed sourly from behind Hazard. “Oh my God,” Shaw said, stopping to turn around in a circle before his eyes came to rest on Aileen. “You must be Emery’s sister.” “I don’t have a sister,” Hazard said. “She’s obviously my mother.” “Bunny, don’t be unkind. He was being polite.” Aileen smiled at Shaw. “And you are?” “I’m Shaw. I’m Emery’s best friend. Well, soulmate.” “What the fu—” North seemed to catch himself, and he darted a guilty look at Aileen. “Excuse me?” “Quantum entangled soulmate,” Shaw said. “Not romantic soulmate.” “Uh huh,” North said. “That’s you.” “Fu—freaking fantastic.” “Probably.” “What the fu—” By now North was starting to sound strangled. “What do you mean, probably?” “My best friend,” Hazard said, “would have known that I don’t have a sister.”