Luca’s POV
Nathan remains rigid, his gaze on me. I step inside, my movement, slow as the door clicks shut behind me. Abigail stands leaning against the wall. She has her hands in folds showing she's trying to stop him, create a barrier from him, between them.
“What's going on here?" I ask again, my gaze locked with his, and my fists balled by my sides.
Nathan's gaze remains on me, he doesn't answer. Doesn't seem like he will. He clenches his jaw and for a second, I wonder if he's going to lash out at me. But he remains where he is, without saying a word.
Abigail doesn't say a word, her gaze shifts between us. As if she's unsure of what to say and reliant on what will happen next.
“It's family business," Nathan says finally, his tone flat. He stands straight, making his posture loo
