“It's a great boon, Vera,” he said. It'll help. I'm glad that this wasn't bad news for you. Because the worst is yet to come.”
Reena had her thumb and forefinger at her brow. Terrence looked ready to break something.
“How in the hell is this fair?” he kept saying. “If it weren't for you, no one would have ever known Creyton had come back from the grave! Both the estate and Sanctum would have been crippled! And this is your reward? Our reward? Being shunted sideways, or should I say, backward—”
“Terrence,” Reena didn't even raise her head, “stop talking. I'm certain that Jonah has already gone through this a million times in his head already.”
Jonah was thankful that Reena said that, but strangely, he was also thankful for Terrence's ranting instead of him. By the time the evening came,
