"Adam's family is backed by Dragonrise—an absolute titan. What, you think you can bring down Dragonrise?"
Adam pulled her into his arms. "Sweetheart, your taste was really something else back then. Marrying this idiot."
Walter's expression twisted, dark and vicious. "I was only going to rough you up a little. But now you have the nerve to run your mouth?"
"I've wanted you gone for a long time. If it weren't for my daughter, you think you'd still be alive today?!"
"Get in here!"
His palm slammed the table.
But the next moment—silence. Nothing but silence from behind the door.
A middle-aged man in glasses walked in and approached me, his posture deferential.
"Mr. Dickerson, the men outside have been taken care of."
