No one was surprised when Thorne called for a meeting with my father. But what did surprise me was when my father called us into the office as well.
“Thorne and his team will be here shortly, but I wanted to talk to you before they get here,” my father said. I sat down next to my mother on the two-seater couch while Owen stood with his arms crossed by the bookcase. My father made eye contact with each of us before he explained himself. “We know that this is amount funds. They need it to rebuild and…honestly, now that Thomas is gone, I am more than prepared to help,”
“Of course,” my mother agreed.
“Now, what I don’t know is what Thorne is going to offer in return…we already know that it is going to take a lot to help them,”
“Right,” I said with a nod. “What are your expectations?” I a
