"Mr. Monroe, why are you here?" I inquired.

My calm attitude caught Richard's attention, and he furrowed his brows, speaking condescendingly. "Name your price, so long as you agree to release Cyrus."

I did not flinch. "And how much are you willing to pay?

"That's according to your need. The accident was so long ago. Even if you imprison Cyrus, I will still be able to bail him out. Obstinance will not work for you," Richard stated. I stood up, my voice flat. "Since you've put it that way, there's no point in continuing this discussion." Richard's expression turned cold. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, I don't...