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Noah

HARRY CHAMBERLIN WAS a bastard A cold-hearted,to run round

If that seemed harsh, it was his own fault He was a man of little kindness or compassion; my father’s relationships had usually revolved around two things, business and intimidation, and if you were one of the unlucky ones, it was a mix of the two

I, unfortunately, fell into that category I’d even go out on a liory One that included threats and blackmail One that had driven me from my hometown of Chamberlin, California soback until now—the day of his funeral

His wake, actually I’d missed the funeral I’d say that was an accident when my mom asked, but it had been one hundred percent intentional The idea of standing by Harry’s grave and watching the people of this town pretend they were sad to see hio was too much for me to stomach Especially when all I wanted to do was celebrate his passing Because to know Harry was to hate him—that was a fact One he’d worked really hard to cultivate So why deny him that pleasure now?

I stared through the black iron gates of the property and noted the cars filling the parking area and long drive that led up to theof the fah everyone in toas behind those gates today, and once again I was standing outside of them

Nothing had changed, froravel still complemented the olive trees on either side of the entryway, and the opulent fountain at the front entrance bubbled and sparkled with fresh water under the sunlight It was beautiful But that was the Chaood facade

I druers on the roof of ate to push it wide open This was a bad idea for so many reasons, none of which included the sudden pain in ive me a heart attack He’d already ruined ive hi it too