Chapter 13
NickI finally made it home that night and drank myself silly, accomplishing nothing but giving me a wicked hangover that rendered work intolerable.
I had meetings all day with my partners to strategize for Moran Financial. Everyone around me kept referring to Tom Moran as my future father-in-law. At the end of the session, Bob Stratford told me, "Be sure to keep the man in a good mood, will you? I'm not convinced this is all going to go his way. And you know how he gets when things don't go his way."
I swallowed hard. What the hell was I going to do?
I didn't want to talk to Vivienne, but fifty messages and texts from her reminded me that we weren't done. Not yet.
In between my anger and confusion, I’d wondered who had taken the pictures and what their game was. My future d
