Weston (Broken Falls #6)

Prologue

PROLOGUE

Weston

I 'm prepared for a nice, cozy day. With the snowfall last night, and the fact that all the roads are going to be terrible, I'm satisfied with spending the day in the house. I've built a fire, had breakfast, coffee, and now I'm ready to turn on my PS5 and play some video games with the guys.

I put my headset on, queuing up the game. "What's up fuckers?"

"Language." Nolan growls. "You know this child of mine is repeating everything."

"Yeah." Barrett sighs. "So is mine, and he says the worst shit at the worst times, so please keep it clean."

It hits me that our group is growing up. When there used to be only one baby, there's now three, with the possibility of another on the way, but I'm sworn to secrecy over that one. We're just about to get started playing our game when there's a knock at my door. "Who the fuck is here on a day like this?"

"Watch out, could be a serial killer." Abel snickers. "It'd be the perfect day for it."

"Oh, fuck you. Just for that, I'm keeping my headset on, so if I'm taken out, all y'all can hear it."

Heading to the front door, I look out but can't see anything. Whoever it is, is short, or in the blind spot. They knock again. "Be there in a second."

"Who is it?" Nolan questions.

"Not sure. I've not opened the door yet." There's some sort of sixth-sense that's warning me I might not like what's on the other side.

"Open it..."

I throw the door wide. "Holy fucking shit."

Everyone is asking questions in my ear. "Who is it?"

Looking the woman standing there up and down, I can't believe what I'm saying. "It's my wife..."