~HUNTER~
The private jet's engines hummed beneath me, but the sound did nothing to calm the storm raging in my chest.
Vincent had mercifully fallen asleep in the seat across from me, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the phone I had been staring at for the past hour.
I couldn't put it off any longer.
Mother answered on the second ring, her voice crisp and composed as always. "Hunter. I was wondering when you'd call."
"Where is he?" I didn't bother with pleasantries.
"Caesar is perfectly safe. We've had a lovely day together…shopping, lunch at the country club, a visit to the children's museum. He's quite bright for his age."
The casual way she said his name, like she had any right to it, made my jaw clench. "That's not what I asked."
"No, I suppose it wasn't." I could hear the
