#Chapter 172 – H-Hour

An hour later, Alvin is buckled into the back seat of the hummer, his hands folded in his lap, his little backpack tucked between his feet. He watches out the window as his father clears up some final instructions with Burton, who with stay with the cottage, and shakes Bridgette’s hand before starting to walk towards the car. Alvin watches as Rafe gives Bridgette a lingering hug and a small kiss and then, to Alvin’s shock, follows his dad to the car. Victor climbs into the driver’s seat and Rafe comes around to the passenger’s side, pulling the door open and climbing into the car. Alvin’s mouth drops open as he sees Rafe buckle his belt. “What,” Alvin says quietly, “are you doing here?” Both men, surprised, turn to look at him in the back seat. “What?” Rafe asks, his dark brows drawing together. “I asked,” Alvin says, crossing his arms. “What you are doing here, uncle Rafe.” Rafe’s eyes go wide but Victor just laughs. “Rafe is coming with us,” Victor says, turning his attenti