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“I heard you, but I’m not done. Who was that woman who killed her?”

I’d caught him by surprise. And he’d made the mistake of showing me in the briefest of looks.

“Neither Zegas knows that information. So I’d like to know how you do.” He spoke low and feral.

I’d kept something from my father for a very long time. It had to be a shock for a man who believed he knew my every move.

It was no advantage to me to hide it any longer.

“I was there.”

“You were on the way home from school.”

I shook my head. “I left early and went to meet her. But I was late.” I closed my eyes as that horrific moment replayed in my head again. “I saw everything.”

“Did you recognize the shooter?” The question was almost desperate. Was it to know the identity or to cover it up?

“No. I only saw her back.”

“Leave this alone, son. I mean it.” That was the tone he always took when I was still a boy in his eyes. The disciplinarian.

“I’m not sure I want to.” I strode closer. “I can’t make any real estate transactions. Perhaps I should use my free time to investigate.”

“Leave. This. Alone.”

It was a rare sight to see my father uncomfortable. But he was now. Very much so.

“Answer one question, and I’ll think about it.”

“What?”

“Did you have her murdered?”

His jaw worked, and I braced against the sofa in case he came at me over the desk. Because he looked as if he wanted to kill me.

“No.”

“But you know who did,” I concluded, narrowing my gaze.

“This might be difficult to believe, but if you think long and hard, you’ll see I’m telling the truth. There are only three things I love as much as I do your mother. Your brother, your sister, and you.”

I staggered back, grateful for the sofa behind me.

I believed he loved her, but as for his children, I’d yet to see the evidence.

People have different ways of showing their emotions. Some of us don’t know how to.

Not him. Every move he made was calculated.

“I’m pleased your situation with the authorities has resolved itself.” He leaned back as if we hadn’t just had an intense conversation.

“Why did you let Titan Title screw us on those property purchases?”

It hadn’t just affected my personal property, but some of the ones I’d had leads on for the company too.

“You needed to learn not to trust anyone. The lesson has taken a while to come to fruition, but I’m willing to bet you won’t make the same mistake again,” he said smugly.

“You have property at stake too.”

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