Lance stares down at Andrea but keeps his hands behind his back. Andrea looks pointedly away; she’d rather watch David operate on Robert than look at Lance.
“Mrs. Hamilton wasn’t hurt,” Robert says around the ball of fabric in his mouth.
The words sound muffled and strange but Lance seems to understand. His body relaxes and his face softens. He raises one hand as if to touch her and then drops it back down to his side.
“Robert, why is there an army of bodyguards on the front lawn?” Andrea asks, ignoring Lance.
“To send a warning,” Lance replies.
Andrea exhales a long sigh as relief floods her body. If Lance was ready to start a war with Jackson, there’d be no stopping him. A feud between the Hamilton and Oliver families would destroy them both. Besides, if things stay peaceful it
