JAMES

Whatever is in that box belongs to my father, which means it belongs to me, and I don't see why it should be in an auction.

James, an elderly real estate tycoon one of the people my father had worked with in the past rested a hand on my shoulder.

“Whatever is in that locked box belongs to both Ford and Hawthorne. That's why it's being auctioned. The person willing to pay the highest amount of money gets to keep it.”

I clenched my jaw, my eyes fixed on the far end of the empty ...