The Pint-Sized Secret
“He called his brothers for the moral support he knew he could count on. One thing about the Delacourts—the younger generation anyway—they stuck together.
Dylan was too far away to come, though to Jeb’s chagrin, he sounded almost as disgusted as their father about Jeb’s rush to judgment. That left Michael and Tyler to offer sympathy. They were better at drinking. Each came to his place with a six-pack of beer and clothes to wear to work the next day, since none of them was likely to be in any condition to drive home.“Did Dad rake you guys over the coals, too?” Jeb asked, as he sipped his second beer. He’d gotten a head start while they were on their way over.“He mentioned his displeasure,” Michael said, in what was probably a massive understatement. “He reminded me that he had specifically told me to keep you out of it after that last deal fell through.”“What about you, Ty?”“I lucked out. I was out of the office all day long,” Tyler said. “Besides, I’m only a bit player.
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