Chapter 282

Elmo could sense her disapproval, and for once it unnerved him—though his assistant’s approval was usually the last thing he required as he got on with the business of being a Nicoli. Yet he was tempted to tap Jeremy on the shoulder and tell him to stop the car and let him out. He wanted out of the car and away from the bloody lot of them.

Tapping his fingers impatiently, Elmo dismissed the odd impulse. He didn’t really want to be alone with his thoughts today of all days. It wasn’t Brianna’s disapproval that was gnawing at him—it was his own dread and loathing.

He was trying to center himself. It was as if he were surrounded by a million scattered compasses, and the needles, which had hovered without direction for so long, were suddenly settling, all homing in as the universe moved the world along and everything aligned to bring things to an unwelcome head. A new life was coming into the world—a new life that meant his shattered family would have to meet, might talk...

That he might