Mr. Atkins looked at his son with a solem expression. Then to me. I straightened up. Mr. Atkins shook his head. "You boys..." He sighed. "If you wanted to talk about this, we could have talked about this at the dinner table with the whole family." He looked me in the eyes. "Is this why you wanted to see Dr. Moore?"
I swallowed harder than normal. "A part of it. I like coming here because I feel better when I leave. But also because of this. We tried getting Kyle to spill on what was being hidden because I heard that it may upset me. But then on Tuesday, Zeke told me that it was just a search for my dad."
"Is that all Zeke told you?" He asked.
"Why? Is there something else?" Noah jumped in, eyes narrowed.
Mr. Atkins and Dr. Moore shared a look.
"Not just yet." Mr. Atkins conceded. "We'll let you know when we know more."
Noah frowned. "That's what I'm talking about, Dad."
