As impossible as I knew it was, I wanted an instant solution. I needed Ray back, needed his name clear. My Dad was right, any solution wouldn't be instant. There were too many people working against us, too many people eager to see us removed from the throne.

The name Nelson Morgan didn't seem to surprise my Dad. His face fell into a dark grimace, his eyes flaring with anger.

"Why do you hate them so much?" I paused, tracing my eyes over the deep grooves in my Dad's face. His eyes practically burned with hatred, with malice for the entire Morgan family.

"A story for another time," Dad grunted,...