Chapter 203

Hotel suite. Terrell was blowing snot bubbles again, sitting in the bathtub with Chris, happily messing around with the foamy body wash. "Dad… your face looks kinda scary today…" Chris mumbled. Beckett stood by the tub, totally defeated by the chaos. Madeleine had gone back to the Price home without letting him tag along, dumping the childcare duties onto him. He was fine watching Chris—his own kid after all—but Terrell had a runny nose that just wouldn't quit, and for someone like Beckett with serious OCD, this whole setup was pure torture. "Chris, Terrell, you guys aren't toddlers anymore, right? It's time you learn to bathe yourselves," he said, trying to stay calm. Chris nodded obediently. Terrell looked down and started counting on his fingers. "Uncle Beckett, I'm five now! Not a baby anymore." "Good, then soap up yourselves. I'll check when you're done." "Okay!" Terrell grinned goofily, looking way too pleased. "Ding dong." The hotel doorbell rang. Beckett thought it was Madelein