“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

agreeing to see us,” he said.

“You didn’t give me much choice,” I replied mildly, then stepped aside. “Come in.”

Sophie hovered in the hallway behind me, small and serious.

“Victoria,” Cameron said, turning to his daughter with the kind of stern look that said this had already been discussed at length. “Go ahead.”

Victoria swallowed. When she spoke, her continue reading …