Claire

Folding my arms, I leaned back on the couch and glared. My throat ran dry, and I opened another window. It was time for some digging. Clicking on the search box, I entered Williams Global—Jace's accounting firm. Results immediately came up, and I started checking them one by one.

Victor Williams dies of a stroke at the age of forty eight. This was supposed to be his father. Forty eight was such a young age...

I scrolled down and gasped when I saw a photo of the funeral and Jace, standing next to his father's grave. He was as handsome as ever, but his eyes were grim and there...