“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

was a man who had successfully executed a coup d’état against his own empty existence.

“Dad?” a melodic voice echoed in the cavernous hall.

I turned to find Sofia, her party dress slightly rumpled, a smear of chocolate on her cheek.

“Why are you hiding in the shadows?” she interrogated, crossing her arms. “Mama is searching for you. The cake requires continue reading …