His brother could take care of himself but it hadn't stopped Connor from wondering what had happened to him after he'd disappeared to end up in this place. When he'd seen Murphy's post on the boards, he'd been relieved - until he reread what it said, along with his brother's response. What hadn't even happened to him yet had happened to Connor eight years ago. What the hell was that about? Ma would've had a good laugh at that. She'd never told them, so it looked like the universe had stepped in to settle it.
Someone or something had an odd sense of humor. But a difference in years or not, it was still his brother. After sending him the address for the complex, Connor shut down the computer, grabbed his keys, and headed down for the lobby to wait.
He'd grabbed a newspaper that someone had left behind in the community kitchen to read through while he waited. Part way through a engaging article about the rotary club's latest fund raising venture, he felt the brief chill that came with the door opening and glanced up. A grin followed. "I was beginning to wonder if you'd gotten lost."