After My Father’s

I’ll freeze accounts. I’ll call customers. I’ll make every lender question whether Whitaker can make payroll next month.”

The words hit their targets.

Not because they frightened me.

Because he had chosen them to.

Payroll. Customers. Lenders. Employees.

Atmospheric control.

Nora stood. “That would be unwise.”

Miles gathered his papers. “So was underestimating continue reading …