23. The Devils

I sigh but nod my head. I just hope they don't try to use this against me.

"Fine. But please, don't say anything until I finish explaining."

I look between the twins, waiting for confirmation that they agree. They both simultaneously nod their heads, allowing me to continue.

"So, as you already figured out, I'm forging art."

"Yes. We gathered that much. But the question we want to know is why? We know it's not about money, as Mom and Dad have way more than enough." Zander cuts in, earning him the stink eye. So much for not cutting in. That lasted an entire two seconds.

I raise my brow at him, and as if reading my thoughts, Kieran slaps his twin over the back of his head, earning a small laugh from me.

"What did she just say?" Kieran snaps at Zander.

"Sorry." Zander remarks, bowing his head.

I roll my eyes but decide to continue regardless.

"As I was saying..." I begin, in a clipped tone, focusing on Zander.

"While I know this may sound absurd, it actually is for the money." I begin t