"Mom. What are you doing here?" Oliver asked, looking as surprised as I was.

She ignored his question. "You thought you would purchase this place, work on it, and we wouldn't know?" she demanded.

Oliver's eyes travelled to the side of the wide window to the left, and there stood Seth, looking miserable, and beside him was Robert, their father.

"I am sorry, Olly," he said.

Oliver's brows furrowed. "You told them?"

"He told us nothing. We are the Planes; nothing happens in this city that we are unaware of, and you knew better than to get this place in hopes of running away from us." Ivory said in a...