Chapter 5
Hayden
HALF AN HOUR EARLIERFin Tin was alive.
Straightening my bow tie, I approached the ballroom of JFI and tried to get my mind to stop buzzing and short-circuiting around that fact.
Arthur’s lawyer wasn’t dead after all.
The private investigator I’d hired to look into him had contacted me not even an hour ago, and he’d found evidence that Randolph Finley was still breathing and very much alive, living the high life in Mexico, a filthy rich man.
Son of a b***h. If he’d faked his death, what else had he faked?
My stepfather’s last will and testament, no doubt.
Lana was behind this, I was certain of it. I just had to find proof: either the true, legitimate will Arthur had made or a trail from the payoff money Lana had given Fin Tin to make him leave town and disappear for
