NATHAN

NATHAN

There was nothing to say as I dropped Camilla off at her home.

I waited until I was sure she had gotten in before I headed in the direction of my mother in law’s house.

I pushed in Christian’s number, my teeth gritting as it rang.

I was furious.

I did not want to admit I was more furious at myself than anything.

“How did your date go?” Christian’s asked as soon as the phone line clicked.

“Send me the name of the witness” I grunted.

“What is wrong?”

“Send the name, dammit”

“You need to calm down, Nathan. Where are you going?”

“To settle this once and for all” I told him. “Now send the damned number to me”

I hung up before he had the chance to say anything or convince me to back away because I would not.

I drove way above the speed limit, stopping only when I had gotten to the mansion’s gate.

It brought back memories of family dinners where I had to defend Eleanor over and over again. Where snide remarks about the reason I was with her reached my ears and she said nothing about