I sank onto the kitchen floor, my chest tightening as my mother’s frightened cries faded into a distant, muffled sound. Against a billion-dollar dynasty, I had never felt smaller.
Then the heavy crunch of tires over our gravel driveway suddenly split the silence.
A sleek black SUV rolled to a stop outside, its headlights cutting through the dark. I braced myself for another wave of merciless attorneys.
But the man who stepped out was not there to pressure me.
