Chapter SixIn the driveway, when they got back, sat a little red sports car. Beside it with arms folded was Grüber. Daniel swallowed hard, and Dad gave a long drawn out sigh.
“That's the guy from the reading of the will,” breathed Daniel. “Who is he, Dad?”
Dad didn't reply, setting his jaw hard and gripping the steering wheel. He seemed angry, a look of fury on his face, and he flew out of the car and strode across the gravel driveway towards the big man.
Slowly Daniel got out and came around to the front of the car. The two men stood opposite each other, and he could clearly hear what they said.
“I told you,” Dad began before the man even had chance to breathe. “I'm not interested.”
“I have some more news, Mr. Stone. News that may go some way in changing your mind.”
“I don't think s
