Ava and I gasped, “Your what?” we said in unison. Griffon bit his bottom lip before speaking, “My younger brother Benjamin, Ben for short.” My eyes grew wide as Ava said, “I don’t remember a Ben.” “You wouldn’t know him by that. No one would but me. He went by Jacob here.”  Griffon explained. Ava looked shocked, “You mean the mayor’s, right-hand man?” Griffon nodded. Ava looked at me, then back to Griffon. “Why did he leave?” I asked gently. “He found out too much information. He’s the one that helped me discover who I was and that we were related. One night he stopped by my cabin and said he was running and tried to get me to go. I asked him why and he said that he heard through the grapevine that he was up to b...

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