“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Dad sighs yet again. “We’re just worried about Willow, okay? You can’t blameMartin for being worried about his own daughter.”
I can blame Martin for a lot of things, but that isn’t one of them. He’d have to actually be worried about her, which we all knowhe isn’t. Not really.
“She’s safe. We’re safe. Okay?”
Dad doesn’t respond for a long, tense moment. I look up at Demyen again, who meets my gaze with fury glazing over his eyes. Iknow he’s got a history with my father and a score to settle…
But this is something different.
I flatten my palms on the desk to contain my own growing frustration. “Willow is my daughter and I’m going to do whatever ittakes to protect her. Even when—no, especially when I have to protect her from Martin
