"Holly's my daughter. Adopted, but that's not important," he said with a wave of his hand. Because she could see people's clocks, Abel knew that she was related to him, although distantly. No matter what though, she was his daughter and he loved her dearly. "Once we're done eating, I'll call her and see how her day went."

Abel merely gave Jacob a look and smiled at him. He was a clever man and he knew what he was doing. Getting Jacob to keep his job would be no problem. "I'm aware that your current life involves no brother. I wasn't planning on going that way with it."