She watched as Danny began gathering information—phone numbers, bank transfer details, anything that might help Alex track the scammers. Her grandson was determined, and she clung to that hope, even as the ache of what she had lost lingered.
“Thank you, Danny,” she whispered, her voice filled with both gratitude and exhaustion. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Danny paused, looking at her with a tender smile. “You’ll never have to find out, Grandma. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. We’re going to make this right.”