Chapter 57: No Interest

Zerton. Outside the Yale estate, three figures stood ramrod straight, their posture carrying the kind of pressure that needed no anger to feel oppressive. Brock Yale came to the gate. He did not wear the warm smile of a gracious host, but he kept his tone polite. "Three of you, visiting at this hour. What is it?" "What kind of attitude is that?" The young woman's temper flared on the spot. She glared at him, irritation plain on her face. "We're from the Heavenly Group!" They had been left standing...