The next morning, I found Xavier down stairs having coffee next to Alex who was seated by the table cleaning his gun. I completely ignored Xavier, feeling the anger start to rise again because he called Richard. If he knew that Richard’s last partner broke up with him and got a restraining order because he was violent, I bet he would feel as guilty as hell. Normally my uncle’s instincts and ability to read people was great. Clearly not with Richard Taylor.
“I want to go back to the manor today. I don’t feel like staying in New York.” I said ready for an argument from Xavier.
“No troubles with me.” Alex added.
“I would rather you stay here.” Xavier said from his cup of coffee.
“So, you can watch me like the stalker does and set me up with past dates from my past?” I shot at him angr
