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“Then, we can try this. For now. They seem like good guys.”

Collin chuckled. “I think they are. They have a really good reputation and great reviews.”

“Well then.” His mom sighed. “Oh, you should know, I think I’m going to go to my mom’s for Christmas. She called me yesterday with a weird story, and I’m a little worried about how she’s doing. She’s getting older.”

“What happened?”

“She said she saw my dad. But then she said it was a dream, but she thought she was awake. It’s probably nothing. I shouldn’t be worried. She’s always had vivid dreams. My brother is there, and he doesn’t think there’s a problem, but I just feel like I should check for myself.”

“Let me know how it goes and when you’re traveling.”

He wrapped up the call with a few more exchanges and put the phone down, frowning. “Master?”

“Yes?”

“Do you have a safety deposit box or something, like in a bank where I could put something? Something really safe?”

“I have a few of them, yes. Do you need to put something away? We could open one of your own for you. Then you’d have full access under your own name.”

Collin bit his lip. “I’ll open one, someday, but I’d rather if this item was in yours, for now, if that’s all right? Remember my grandfather’s record, the one I wanted to make sure we got from the apartment?”

Mr. Reevesworth inclined his head. “I remember it. It was the only thing you didn’t let the service pack up for you.”

“I think I’d like to have it somewhere secure.”