"He killed all three of them? All three?" Mr. Aiden asked incredulously as he sat in his large leather chair, swirling the dark liquid in a highball glass in his hand while looking at his daughter sitting directly across from him on the couch.

Gwen nodded, tucking her hair over her shoulders.

She had told Carlos that she missed her cousins Nefertari and Ernesta when it was true that she needed an excuse to meet her father for a much-needed insider exchange.

However, ...