Chapter 89

Slade's POV.

I didn’t get a chance to pick up the burner phone. It was already vibrating in my hand, but the screen flashed with a different, more immediate threat: a secure line I used only for family business.

I knew who it was, and the unexpected intrusion into my moment of perfect triumph made my jaw clench.

My moment of pure, silent victory was being defiled by the one person whose opinion I’d spent my entire adult life trying to negate. I tapped the screen, the ...