Twelve
Liam
“You must forgive me… I find myself mildly skeptical that the mighty William Steel’s favorite sons would waltz into my home and ask my help in assassinating their beloved father… I’m sure you understand.” Brian Perkinson, the patriarch of the Perkinson Family, steepled his fingers as he regarded Louis and I from the other side of his wide desk.
I managed to conceal my grimace with a smirk. We hadn’t exactly “waltzed in.” Getting into Perkinson’s estate for this meeting had been a f*****g Mission Impossible-style endeavor, to make absolutely sure no one saw us entering.
“Our father’s reputed to be many things, but beloved’s never been one of them,” I said.
He arched an eyebrow at me. “Perhaps not. But the Steels are quite famous for their motto… Everything for the Family, i
