*** Family Control***

Daniel sat in his office at three in the morning. The city below was dark. Quiet. The only sounds were his breathing and the hum of expensive air conditioning.

He couldn't sleep. Couldn't stop thinking about dinner. About his son's words. About the look in Liam's eyes when he called him pathetic.

Pathetic.

The word burned in Daniel's chest like acid. He was many things. Successful. Rich. Powerful. But pathetic? Never pathetic.

Liam was ...