The troublemaker that Leo described would not drive this sunshine yellow, politically-correct car. Maybe Leo was right. Maybe his father had reformed.Could someone really have framed him for the thefts? Leo was right about one thing, I did not want to be next. My mother would die if I was convicted of a crime, and wasting away in the other realm wouldn’t be a picnic for me either.According to Leo, his father had enemies. My only enemies were my brothers, and they weren’t smart enough to orchestrate my downfall with the Oversight Committee.Leo got out of the car and shoved his hands into his pockets. “You want to go in first? I’ll wait a few minutes.”“Yeah. Thanks for the tea and chips.”“I’ll owe you way more than tea if you can find a way to help my father.”I just nodded and walked to the front door. I really, really hoped they had iced tea in the other realm. With lemon. And preferably crushed ice. I could make do with cubes. What if there wasn’t any ice at all? No.
