"I was going to tell you, I just hadn't figured out how to put it on you," Liam said, placing one of his hands on his forehead and the other on his waist.

　　"You hadn't figured out how to put it to me that you are fucking the daughter of our sister's killer," Charleston yelled angrily, he was in his office trying to wrap his head around what could have made Emily leave the house like that when his driver sent him an address. He told his security to look into it and the next ...