“You helped one of ours,” he said.
Adam swallowed. “I just gave him water.”
The man smiled faintly. “Exactly. And nobody does that anymore.”
A Legacy Revealed
The silver-bearded man handed Adam a key. “Come with us. There’s more you should see.”
From behind, Lily whispered, “Are you superheroes?”
The man chuckled. “No, kid. We’re just people who don’t forget.”
They led Adam and Lily to a garage. Inside was a fully restored workshop, fresh paint, tools neatly hung, the scent of oil in the air. Above the entrance, a new sign gleamed: Rivers Customs.
