I blinked.
“What?”
Richard looked directly at me.
“Your grandfather was very specific. Your father is not to manage your inheritance, borrow against it, or act on your behalf.”
A strange laugh escaped me.
“Why would he write that?”
Richard was silent for a moment.
“Because he knew your father.”
Those five words changed the temperature of the alley.
Richard suggested we go somewhere private.
Twenty minutes later, I was sitting in a booth inside the restaurant I’d been searching behind for food.
