He took a deep breath. “My father is like a chess player,” he said. He took a sip of his coffee, searching for the words. “He makes moves that aren’t going to be important for another ten steps. He’ll do something with a seemingly innocent motive that has a much, much deeper explanation behind it. If he tells you he wants you even though you think you’re going to fail, that’s because there’s something about you that he thinks he can use, something that he thinks will be a ...