Lucian
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” my father’s voice blasted through the phone, again. “You said you were checking on your son in Neev—what are you doing in Goldenpeak? Don’t you know they’re elderly—”
I cut him off cold.
“Don’t you ever call me and speak to me like that again,” I snapped. “I’ve let a lot slide because you’re my father, but not this. Not after what I’ve learned.”
The room was silent. All eyes were on me.
“Your wife stole from me for twenty-three years. You think I’m just going to let that go?” My voice was razor sharp. “If her parents won’t give me the information I need, then you can deal with Alaric Moongrove on your own. And when I say ‘deal with it,’ I mean without my money. Without my security.”
He didn’t say a word.
“I’m running a full audit,” I
