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I go to step out of the office and almost run into Geo, who is jogging back.
“She’s not here.”
“Not here?”
“As in not on the grounds. She had a car pick her and Lilliana up yesterday.”
“Where did it take them?” I ask, but the sinking feeling in my gut tells me I already know.
Sylvia went home and took my sister with her.
Fuck.
“The airstrip,” Geo says.
“And no one fucking thought to let me know?” I roar. My voice echoes around the house, and I hear something being dropped a few rooms down. It shatters, breaking the silence that follows my outburst. “How does she disappear out from under me and take Lilliana too?”
I slam the office door and stalk toward the stairs, Geo following.
“This won’t look good,” Geo says.
I can already feel him shaking his head behind me, like a disappointed father. Well, too bad. I’ve already had one of those, and he’s dead.
“No shit. It looks like I can’t control my family, which really doesn’t help things, considering where I stand right now. I don’t even have my damn inheritance.”
“She did this on purpose,” he says, and I spin.
“I fucking know that. She goes crying to daddy whenever things don’t go her way.”
“She should have gotten something from Bertrand.”
“I don’t give a fuck what she should have gotten. The only good thing she’s ever given this family is Lilliana. And now, she’s taken that, back to our enemies.” I continue walking with Geo.
“From Bertrand’s point of view, the whole reason she married him was to create an alliance.”
“Which is shattered now that he’s gone and I’m taking over. But I don’t know that it was an alliance in her father’s mind. He hated Bertrand. And Sylvia hates me. I’ve always been a nuisance to her. I’ve never been hers.”
Not that I ever wanted to be. I had a mother—a damn good one—and Sylvia wasn’t that. She was money-hungry, power-hungry, and hungry to please her family. There’s no telling what secrets she’s taken back to them. Back to Chicago.
“Do you think this has anything to do with Fernando?” Geo asks.
I stop short, right outside of Wryn’s room.
“I did think it could be Leoni who hit him,” I say on a whisper, not wanting that to be the answer.
“But it doesn’t make sense why,” Geo says, pressing his lips into a thin line, his hand inadvertently going to the gun on his holster. “God, let’s pray that’s not who it is.”
“If so, we have bigger problems on our hands. I need to marry Wryn—and quick. I need all of the files and resources I can get my hands on. Fuck this timing.”
“It isn’t ideal.”
“Nothing ever is.” I turn and incessantly pound on Wryn’s closed door until it swings inward, her furrowed face appearing in front of us.
“What the hell?” She sneers, and I step inside while Geo remains in the hallway.
“Did you know?” I ask, and she moves back, out of my space.
“Did I know what?”
