Chapter 16
Shock mixed with anger, and it took everything Lucas had not to grab his father by the collar and toss his a*s out the door.
“What the hell are you doing here?” he demanded.
“Is that any way to greet your father?” He was as smug as he’d always been, his white linen shirt starched and perfectly pressed, tucked neatly into his tan pants. A navy blue and red striped tie secured in a Windsor knot hung from his neck.
“I could think of a few more colorful things to say if you prefer.”
His father slipped out of his sports coat and draped it over his arm. “I see you haven’t learned any manners since the last time we spoke.”
“The last time we spoke I made it perfectly clear I never wanted to see you again.”
“Yes, I remember.”
“So why the hell are you here?”
“It’s funny. I was sp
