Who is Tanya? And what the hell was he talking about?
Robert huffed. “So she trusted the scaly bitch but not me.”
“She had a genuine bond with Tanya, Robert, you didn’t.”
Who had?
Robert pulled his hands through his hair.
“You haven’t answered my question yet. How did you find out?”
“I’m King Albert’s fucking—”
“Robert!” Dad yelled. He didn’t say that last word.
King?
“That is how I found out.”
“Dad,” Blake said.
“I told you to stay out of this, Blake.”
Blake looked away and folded his arms. He refused to meet my gaze.
I shook my head. All this time he knew, and I understood why his dad needed his help on this. He needed to get close to me any way he could to make this happen.
“You are coming back with us?”
Dad chuckled. “I hope you gave Fox that memo.”
Who the hell is Fox?
“How many?” Robert asked.
“Twelve that I know of. It can be more, and he is relentless. He already killed those who laid lineage to protect us. It’s only—”
“I met her. Why didn’t you phone her?”
Protect us. My eyes flickered to Blake. My heart was breaking as the picture became clearer with each word that left their lips.
“Because I didn’t want to put her life in danger.”
“She would’ve told you I’m looking for you. That I’m not a threat. You should’ve tried again and again.” Robert slammed his first on the table.
“Oh, and keep seeing the fear she has for me in her eyes. You might be all business about this, Bob, but that is my daughter.” Dad pointed at me.
“Can you two fight about the formalities later and just tell your daughter what is going on?” The words left Blake’s lips through gritted teeth.
Robert spoke in Latin again, and Dad’s gaze flickered to his. His eyebrows knitted.
“What?” Blake yelled and got up. He babbled in Latin to his father.
Robert said nothing as he stared at his son. He looked back at Dad.
“Fine, I’ll tell her.”
“Oh, we are not leaving your side, Herbert. This has strayed far enough. You are coming home.”
