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My face scrunched. “In due time? What does that mean?”

Emmet didn’t say anything else. Knowing how Ezra was I could only imagine what Emmet had in mind for my friend.

I couldn’t worry about that right now. My skin was still buzzing and my heart pounded. Once I got home, I would have more resources to do a deep dive like I needed. If The Veil was real and this site was connected to them then I would unmaskthem. We were in my playing field now and there’d never been a site I couldn’t get into.

CHAPTER 15

EZRA

“Hijo. What do I owe this pleasure?” Dad greeted me, looking up from the newspaper he was reading. “You just missed your mother. She went to run some errands.”

After dropping Ziora off at home I made my way to my parents’ house. I believed we hit a milestone in our relationship last night. Her mind was on what she had learned that morning and instead of sticking around to watch her do her thing, I made my way to my parents’ house.

“Can’t a guy come and see his parents without having an agenda?”

Dad chuckled. “For most. Yes. But I know my kids. Lucas is the only one to randomly pop up because he’s a mama’s boy at heart. You other three, no chance.” His eyes narrowed and he lifted a brow.

Smirking, I shook my head. We were never able to get anything past my dad. He was too aware.

“A’right. You got me. I actually wanted to pick your brain on something concerning a case.” Dad closed the newspaper, resting it on his lap. He removed his reading glasses and set them on the arm of the couch then gave me his full attention.

A high profile official had reached out to me wanting counsel. They had recently fired their current attorney and were switching over. Thankfully the case hadn’t seen the inside of a courtroom yet outside of a bail hearing because switching counsel in the middle of a trial was tricky. My dad might not have the photographic memory Emmet had, but he was very knowledgeable when it came to law. His dad made sure of it. Before taking the measures to become a judge, my dad was one hell of a lawyer. I often got compared to him in the courtroom. A lot of DAs hated going up against him because of how cutthroat and direct he was.

Dad listened without interrupting. When I got to the end, he spoke, asking a couple questions.

“A governor seeking you out is a big deal, son. You get that in your pocket, that opens the field for what you can use later. It’s early enough in the case that I don’t think any harm will take place.”

I had to agree.

Even though I wasn’t accepting new clients right now, the governor reached out and needed representation for his son. He was facing murder allegations. His ex-girlfriend was found dead in her apartment and all signs pointed to him being the culprit. There were rumors that he was abusive toward her and stalking her, and not in a good way.

“You think you can win?” Dad raised a brow.

I snorted. “I wouldn’t be your prodigy if I couldn’t.”

Dad laughed. “That’s what I like to hear. You got my wits in you and your grandfather’s sharp tongue. That’s why you’re the best.”

“But if his son is guilty, then what? His crime is one we normally punish for.”

“Then you get him off and do what the family does best. Having the governor on your side will be a win in the long run. Those are the kinds of connections that make what we do last.”

I stroked my chin, bobbing my head slowly.

Most of the time I didn’t care how people saw me. Yes, it was necessary to keep a good image in the public eye, but even then it was all a façade. My dad, however, was someone I respected. He left his mark in the courtroom, causing me to have big shoes to fill. Shoes I was determined to bypass.

“I have another question.” Mirth found its way onto Dad’s face.

“Before we get to that, I have a question of my own.” His face turned serious. He folded his hands in his lap. “I spoke with River.”

I kept my face blank. When I said nothing, Dad continued. “He tells me there’s a girl.” Blinking slowly, I kept his stare. Dad scratched his cheek. “Ezra, I don’t have to remind you of last time.”

“This isn’t the same as that.”

“I heard you killed an innocent man too.”

Still giving nothing away, I schooled my face to stay calm. “That was a misjudgment I can admit. It won’t be traced back to me though so no need to worry.”

“The last time you had your eye on a girl, you became unfocused and started fucking up.”