The Sterlings evicted Asher from the family estate. He moved into a plain apartment in a neighborhood he used to cross by helicopter.
My investigators sent daily updates. Once Asher had to live on a budget, Chloe stopped calling him her hero. Their neighbors heard her call him useless, broke, and a disgrace.
He came to me on a Tuesday.
Rain covered the windows of my Rolls-Royce as it pulled away from Julian’s office tower. A man ran from the curb and struck both palms against my window.
Asher’s suit was soaked. Water ran from his hair and down his face.
My driver locked the doors and reached for the security intercom. I raised one hand.
“Serena, please!” Asher shouted through the glass. “Give me one minute.”
I lowered the window an inch. Cold rain sprayed through the gap.
“You have
