A chill races down my spine. "The break-in at Heath Sparrow's place?"
He smiles, a little. Tilts his head to the side, as if he's an actor in a Shakespeare play and I'm his audience. "I heard. Not my style."
I'd known it wasn't at the time.
Someone else orchestrated the break-in. And it wasn't Christopher Jackson.
It was someone who wanted everything to lose if it came out that Christopher Jackson had manipulated me into trying to steal Sparrow money.
It was someone who didn't want me getting too close to the Sparrows at all.
My heart sinks.
My boss at the firm Heath Sparrow was at the center of all of this. His firm's offices. His apartment.
Chris was right. It was the firm King & Sparrow that would go down if anyone ever surmised where the money to start the firm came from. What
