Hunter held Suzie's hand firmly in his as he walked to the front door of his house. No way was he ever letting her go again. He felt like such as ass for believing his father's ridiculous lie. He should have the word gullible printed across his forehead. But when he'd come back so weak and half delirious, he'd felt such a blow when she hadn't been there to greet him. And he still had a hard time believing his father had the nerve to drug Suzie and the twins and cart them off with no one being aware of it. How had he hidden it from his mother? She usually knew everything that was going on, and Hunter knew she'd never have allowed it. Or had his mother been part of the plan? Did she also harbor a hidden dislike of Suzie? Well, they were here now, and by the higher powers, he was determined to get some straight answers.