Monson almost jumped Casey. The latter was standing right in the middle the morning breakfast crowd on pathway leading to The GM from The Barracks borderline screaming his exclamation. “Casey, don’t yell. I’m right here.” Seeing Monson’s uneasiness, Casey adjusted his tone. “So let me get this straight: Your grandfather was the original founder of The Baroty Conglomerate?” Monson nodded his head. “But he left for some unknown reason. He left one of the most successful businesses in, like, history, became a hermit, and then adopted you.” Monson nodded again. “According to Molly…” “And then if that wasn’t weird enough, after all that, he stayed in a shack of a house, out in Washington’s Columbia Basin, for like ten years.” “Yes.” “Then all of a sudden, he comes out of hiding and decides to head over to the opening ceremony for Baroty Bridge because….”
What do You think about The House Of Grey- Volume 3?
