What the hell was the man up to?
“So Ryder, tell me more about your delightful family. Your mother must have been quite thrilled when Congressman Franklin became a senator and then the Secretary of the Treasury.”
“She’s always been very supportive of him.”
“That wasn’t quite what I meant.” Edmonton offered a condescending smile.
I’ll bet. Ryder didn’t respond to that.
“No matter. What has my sweetest Elise been up to all these years?”
“I already told you—she supports my dad and sponsors a number of charities. What I fail to understand is why you’re interested.” Ryder reached for a slice of cornbread and began buttering it. “You’ve been out of her life for twenty-five years at the least. And you did say you didn’t want to cause problems.”
Edmonton stared, his jaw touching the silk ti
