Lisa had turned back towards the house as she remembered she needed to get some papers from her father. Since she was already here, she thought she'd just get them to avoid coming back any time soon. As she stepped in she was surprised to see that her father was no longer in the living room where she left him.
"He must have gone into his favorite place on earth," Lisa said, referring to Malcolm and his study. As she approached the study, she heard the sound of Malcolm's phone ring and for some reason, her instincts wanted her to pause.
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Malcolm's phone buzzed on the table beside him, cutting through the quiet hum of his private study.
BUZZ!
He reached for it. The screen showed a familiar number—one of his men. Trusted, discreet, and good at digging where others feared to.
He an
