{Hailey’s pov}
I had just stepped through the main hall at Lachlan House, heading to meet Marcus, when I was intercepted. Not by Marcus, but by another Lachlan entirely. Luca.
“Hailey just came from viewing a special copy of the will,” Clara offered smoothly from behind me. So much for her whole not-telling-her-ex-anything-anymore stance.
“A special copy?” Luca turned his sharp blue gaze on me, amusement playing at the edges of his mouth. “Let me guess. Red ink, secret messages, veiled threats from the grave?”
I didn’t confirm or deny.
“Would I be correct in assuming this has something to do with the gobbledygook in my letter from the old man?”
That made me pause. Of course Luca had gotten a letter, just like Julian and Marcus. Possibly Aaron too. The clues were all interconnected. G
