Chapter 53
Jason’s POV
I stared at the email on my screen. I’d asked someone to look into any connections my father might have had with Albert Windsor, and this was all that came back. A photo.
My father, who looked thirty years younger, stood beside another man, undeniably Albert. They stood side by side, dressed in suits with bright smiles on their faces. While my dad had his eyes fixed on the camera, Albert seemed to have been distracted by something at the very last second.
It was a group picture with about twenty other men standing around them, all smiling, all dressed in suits. A few of them I recognized; a few others I recognized as influential figures in the city, and the rest, I knew nothing about.
Considering Albert and my father were standing side by side, it made sense tha
