Chapter 17
Rich looked up as movement caught his eye. Ready to face a battle with his mother, he put down the pen beside the papers he signed, and tensed…and stayed taut when he set his gaze on Ethan Fields. A chat with Ethan rather than Ruby should have been a better prospect, but this conversation was likely to be the more important. The man hovered in the doorway, looking more out of place in the study than he had in Rich’s bedroom.
What was he doing in the house?
A flash of purple answered the question as his sister scurried on past.
Forcing some of the tension out of his shoulders, Rich placed his hands on the desk, as though he tried to show the man he carried no weapons.
“Is there something I can do for you?” The words, soft, low, rumbled out and still managed to sound too loud
