"My father."
The words hit me like a physical blow. "Richard Hart?"
"He discovered the affair between my mother and your father. Or at least, he thought there was an affair." Leon's jaw tightened. "Whether it was true or not didn't matter. The perception of betrayal was enough. And your mother, as his personal assistant, knew too much about his business dealings to be allowed to leave alive."
"So he ordered them both killed."
"He ordered the hit. But someone else executed the plan." Leon's expression darkened. "Someone who's still very much alive and still very much interested in keeping those secrets buried."
"Who?"
Before Leon could answer, the office doors burst open. Mandy Hart stood in the doorway, elegant as ever in designer clothes that probably cost m
