When Olivia Wynne returned to the military compound, the courtyard gate was open. The first thing she saw upon entering was William Wynne's Jeep. Her gaze lingered on the vehicle for a moment and her steps faltered slightly, but she quickly composed herself and walked toward the house.
In the living room, William Wynne sat ramrod straight.
He looked toward the door when he heard it open.
Olivia Wynne walked heavily into the room, placed her bag on the sofa, and stood across from him. She asked in a low voice, "Uncle, have you eaten?"
"I have."
"Sit," William said in a low voice, gesturing to the sofa opposite him.
William's expression was impassive, his dark eyes revealing none of his thoughts.
A wave of panic washed over Olivia. She hesitated for a moment before sitting down across from him.
"Uncle, is there something you wanted to talk about?"
"Yes."
William replied with a single word, his sharp gaze then falling to Olivia's stomach.
