“Mother!” Andy shouted as he slammed the front door and strode across the grand entryway.
Jules, of course, came running. “Sir, please, is there something you need?”
“Where’s Mother?”
“I’m right here,” Caroline called to him from the library.
When he strode in, she was sitting behind his desk, dressed in a dark blue silk pantsuit. She had his drawers open and was sifting through his personal records, which had been in a locked drawer.
“What the hell are you doing in my desk?”
She leaned back and crossed her legs, clasping her hands. “How was your morning, Andy?”
The way she said it, Andy knew she had been responsible for that circus in the courtroom. His mother had connections, money, but he never thought she had this kind of power. He obviously didn’t know her very well, and that t
