Axel had heard that the two men he worked with had once protected their now wives, but he didn’t know the circumstances.
“What about Izzy?”
“Like I said, I don’t believe that her being there compromises your job or that she would be in any danger.”
Axel watched as Izzy spoke animatedly to the two women she’d just met. Her arms flying in the air as Brynn and Jess laughed at something she’d said. In that moment he realized that Izzy looked like Izzy. His Izzy. The little girl that he’d missed so much.
“So are we good?” his boss asked.
“We’re good.”
Or at least, he hoped they were.