#Chapter20

I NEED YOU

VINCE

I walked out of my room, scrolling through the message exchanges between me and Joyce.

I couldn’t sleep after blatantly texting her I need you in the middle of the night. But I kept waiting for a reply. Maybe my message had made her panic. It ought to. I would’ve panicked as well. I shook my head, cursing myself at the back of my mind.

The clattering of dishes reached my ears as I strode down the stairs. Olivia was sitting by the island while Carla, my cook, prepared breakfast.

Without making eye contact with Olivia, I said, “The lawyer will be here in an...