I didn’t flinch under his stare, but his reaction hung heavy.

“Simply curious,” I responded, my tone even, but measured. “It’s something that’s been on my mind that I thought it was best to ask directly.”

Father reclined in his chair and tapped the fingers of one hand on the armrest. “I understand curiosity, but some things should remain undisturbed. You’d do well to remember that.”

“I get it, Father, but I just wonder if they are so devious they would do vile things to ruin a person? Somebody named Regalo, a man who did some stuff to my friend, Bianca, on purpose.” I added, trying to prevent any misconception...