Ivan was fuming, his anger was at the edge of boiling over. He was primed for a fight, and he had his choice of opponents in front of him. Morgan, Michelle, and Hunter sat with him in the conference room, he'd ordered them to sit, when everyone else had left. He hadn't had his whole family in one room in too long, he was not going to let the chance go by.
Hunter slumped a bit in her chair, she was not fully healed yet and didn't really want to be sitting here with her father. She had to admit she'd seen a different side of her mother while she'd been here helping them, away from his influence, she'd had to start thinking that he was the reason she was so cold at home. She could see that he was out for a fight, and she didn't have the inclination to be the one he went up against. Not now.
