The two men glared at each other through the mesh of the screen door. "Grant." "Scott." "Glad you could make it," the taller man sneered. "Only 2 hours and 45 minutes after you said you'd be here. Where are the boys?" "They ran around the side. They're getting camping gear from the garage. They're really stoked about your trip. Bear Lake. We used to go up there when they were little." "Yeah, I've heard. Look, I've got to...