“What do you intend to do with this information?”
“I don’t know yet. I glanced at her in surprise, but she only responded by giving me a mischievous half-smile. “Marcus,” Helen whispered so softly that I could barely make out her words. “No-”
“Did you hear about the money?” I asked, having difficulty concentrating. You’re fired.”
Her mouth dropped open in shock, and her discomfort melted away. “Think about it, Marcus.”
Erin gave me a piteous smile as she brushed by me and trailed Helen out the door, leaving me with Chloe and Psalter. I saw my brother, patched things up with Helen, had a gun pulled on me, bought a plane, found out that my grandfather had evil, manipulative schemes, learned that I had an uncle in prison for murder, found out that Ashlee was in league with the guy who had pulled a gun on me… it had been a busy twenty-four hours. Upton, Miss Kemp,” Helen husked, bringing her lips so close to mine that they brushed each other.
