Chapter 25: A Spectacle
Reese
“As your father, I expected that this sort of news should have reached my ears first before making it to the news.”
I leaned back in my office chair and dragged a hand slowly through my hair, pressing my palm against my scalp as if that small gesture might somehow ease the tightening pressure building behind my eyes.
Outside the glass wall of my office the bar was alive with movement and preparation, but up here the soundproofing reduced it all to nothing, a reminder that the world continued spinning while I remained trapped on the phone with the man who had engineered all of the disasters in my life.
“Everything happened too fast, Father,” I replied, forcing my voice to remain level even as irritation burned under my skin. “I barely had time to conta
