the conference room of Lena’s law firm.
My parents arrived furious.
Madison arrived wearing sunglasses indoors, still carrying the confidence of someone who believed blood made her untouchable.
Dad threw a legal notice onto the table.
“Call off the police complaint.”
I sat across from them with Lena on my right and a Sterling attorney on my left.
“No.”
Mom’s voice cracked like a whip.
“We are your parents.”
“You were also the people on camera destroying my business.”
Madison scoffed.
“It’s a family dispute.”
The Sterling attorney opened a
