In a vast, warm-toned bedroom, only a bedside lamp was flickering. Elder Harmon was reading a book leaning on the headboard of the bed. It became a ritual for him from the time Leon started to keep him under house arrest.
He liked his life in Rivas mansion. Everyone would do their work and meet in the evening. They chat, laugh, and have dinner. There was no flaw in their hospitality. Jordan always found one or the other thing to keep him busy all day. It wasn't a waste of time. They would go stroll in the estate, do some fieldwork with others. There was a fulfillment for doing something useful when going to bed.
How much ever his new life felt good, he knew he was a guest and he had his family. So at the end of the day, he couldn't help worrying about his family. His family is affected by his own grandson. Yet, he was in no state to protect others or handle Leon. Hence he still needed a book to distract him.
